#ice

For love to flourish there has to be trust. Promises don’t matter as much as personal choice. ↗

— Ann Aguirre

#love #promise #love

I was determined that in fiction anyway two men should fall in love and remain in it for the ever and ever that fiction allows. ↗

— E.M. Forster

#gay-men #homosexuality #lgbt-literature #love #maurice-novel

Emeth came walking forward into the open strip of grass between the bonfire and the Stable. His eyes were shining, his face was solemn, his hand was on his sword-hilt, and he carried his head high. Jill felt like crying when she looked at his face. And Jewel whispered in the King's ear, "By the Lion's Mane, I almost love this young warrior, Calormene though he be. He is worthy of a better god than Tash. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#bravery #calormene #jewel #sacrifice #tash

When someone who's starved of love is shown something that looks like sincere affection, is it any wonder that she jumps at it and clings to it? ↗

— Sayo Masuda

#geisha #heart-broken #japan #love #masuda

Okay, if this is what falling in love feels like, someone please kill me now. (Not literally, overzealous readers.) But it was all too much—too much emotion, too much happiness, too much longing, perhaps too much ice cream… ↗

— James Patterson

#feelings #happiness #happy #ice-cream #ice-cream-is-love

This was our rhythm, our worship: give and take, gift and receive, honor and entrust. Making love to this man wasn’t just an expression of my feelings for him or a carnal, physical need—it was an offering. ↗

— Rachael Wade

#love #sacrifice #sex #worship #love

The happiness of love is in action; its test is what one is willing to do for others. ↗

— Lew Wallace

#happiness #happy #love #others #sacrifice

He in whom the love of repose predominates will accept the first creed, the first philosophy, the first political party he meets — most likely his father's. He gets rest, commodity, and reputation; but he shuts the door of truth. ↗

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

#convenience #enlightenment #narrow-mindedness #philosophy #politics

THERE IS A LOVELY LITTLE horror story about the peasant who started through the haunted wood—the wood that was, people said, inhabited by devils who took any mortal who came their way. But the peasant thought, as he walked slowly along: I am a good man and have done no wrong. If devils can harm me, then there isn't any justice. A voice behind him said, “There isn't. ↗

— Fredric Brown

#fredric-brown #horror #love

The sense of justice is continuous with the love of mankind. ↗

— John Rawls

#justice #philanthropy #love