#infatuation

Come, gentle night; come, loving, black-browed night; Give me my Romeo; and, when I shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night... ↗

— William Shakespeare

#romeo-and-juliet #love

I had to touch you with my hands, I had to taste you with my tongue; one can't love and do nothing. ↗

— Graham Greene

#love #love

He's become the one the songs are about, and while part of me knows he's probably worth that, another part is yelling at me to slow the fuck down. ↗

— John Green

#love #love

You never knew this, but I was in love. Okay, infatuated, but it felt like love at the time. ↗

— Teresa Lo

#infatuation #love #young-love #love

…I have never understood the concept of infatuation. It has always been my understanding that being ‘infatuated’ with someone means you think you are in love, but you’re actually not; infatuation is (supposedly) just a foolish, fleeting feeling. But if being ‘in love’ is an abstract notion, and it’s not tangible, and there is no way to physically prove it to anyone else… well, how is being in love any different than having an infatuation? They’re both human constructions. If you think you’re in love with someone and you feel like you’re in love with someone, then you obviously are; thinking and feeling is the sum total of what love is. Why do we feel an obligation to certify emotions with some kind of retrospective, self-imposed authenticity? ↗

— Chuck Klosterman

#love

After a semester or so, my infatuation with computers burnt out as quickly as it had begun. ↗

— Eric Allin Cornell

#begun #burnt #computers #had #infatuation