#ill

He carried a pipe in his left hand, and as he examined Will at his leisure, he exhaled sending a cloud of sweet-smelling, cough-induced smoke. 'Finally broke down and admitted you're in love with me, have you?'He inquired of Will. 'I do enjoy these suprise midnight declarations.' He leaned against the doorway and waved a languid ringed hand. "Go along, have at it. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#will-herondale #woolsey-scott #love

You cannot borrow half of who you are from someone else, yet people try to do it all of the time, they just call it a relationship! ↗

— Jennifer O'Neill

#happiness-life #love #relationship-advice #relationships #life

A soft mist blew around them. Raindrops glistened in his hair, shimmering under the pale glow of the light post. His eyes were shadowed beneath wispy fringes, but the silver in them glinted like pools of liquid mercury. Her breath caught. It must have made a sound because his fingers tightened. His shaky exhale whispered across her face. “This,” he whispered so quietly she almost didn’t hear him. “Is why you are so bad for me. ↗

— Airicka Phoenix

#dangerous-games #mystery-suspense #passionate-love #thriller #young-adult

I never needed the Society," she says, "to Match me." (-Lei) ↗

— Ally Condie

#free-will #love #love

The love that follows us sometime is our trouble, which still we thank as love. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#macbeth #play #tragedy #william-shakespeare #love

Free will...it's all the rage these days ↗

— Lauren Kate

#love #passion #love

I am not afraid of tomorrow, for I have seen yesterday and I love today. ↗

— Alexander Vassilieff

#memoirs #mystery-thrillers #love

The sweetest honey is loathsome in its own deliciousness. And in the taste destroys the appetite. Therefore, love moderately. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#shakespeare #william-shakespeare #love

Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet; She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet. She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree; But I, being young and foolish, with her did not agree. In a field by the river my love and I did stand, And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow-white hand. She bid me take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs; But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears. ↗

— W.B. Yeats

#life

The fiery tickle of outrage burned up her throat. “How the hell would you know that when you never gave me a chance?” Something dark and scorching flickered behind his eyes. “Because no other girl has ever made me want to forget all my own rules for them. ↗

— Airicka Phoenix

#dangerous-games #mystery-suspense #passionate-love #thriller #young-adult