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This was the Karachi now – barbed wires protecting consulates, the pretentious covering themselves with faces of those who were hiding behind those barbed wires. This was Karachi – gaudy and luxurious, with a façade of glamor, ignoring the truth underneath. But Sophie was no cynic, and still loved the city she had returned to. ‘You can’t hate what’s yours,’ she smiled to herself. ↗

— Umair Naeem

#karachi #love

Okay, how's this? I’ve been to Heaven and Hell. I’ve seen the whole world, but the only thing that makes me want to live is this: being inside you. I love you so much. You’re all I see. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#bittersweet-seraphim #crushed-seraphim #debra-anastasia #devil #jack

If loving the written word is wrong...I don't want to be right! ↗

— Junnita Jackson

#junnita-jackson #literary-fiction #love

We both must burn this midnight oil together. You’re just as new to me as I am you.” --Andrew ↗

— Laura Kreitzer

#fantasy #fiction #kreitzer #love #romance

...Goddamn himself for letting his independence slip away from him. He didn't even know how it had happened, how he had lost the ability to function on his own, or what the hell he was going to do about it now. ↗

— Kimberly Gardner

#disability #independence #love

New York may end up being no more than a scrim, a spectral film that is none other than our craving for romance—romance with life, with masonry, with memory, sometimes romance with nothing at all. This longing goes out to the city and from the city comes back to us. Call it narcissism. Or call it passion. It has its flare-ups, its cold nights, its sudden lurches, and its embraces. It is our life finally revealed to us in the most lifeless hard objects we'll ever cast eyes on: concrete, steel, stonework. Our need for intimacy and love is so powerful that we'll look for them and find them in asphalt and soot. ↗

— André Aciman

#life

In fact, being a unique individual is as much of a farce as trying to be like everyone else. Maybe more. ↗

— Nora Raleigh Baskin

#love

Non siamo responsabili dei nostri sentimenti né del flusso che li causa o li alimenta e tutto sommato neanche delle nostre azioni, anche se poi dobbiamo risponderne (e farlo anche se nessuno ce lo chiede), com’è giusto che sia. ↗

— Diego De Silva

#love #responsability #sentimenti #love

It is by the Holy Spirit that we love those who are united to us in Christ. The more plentifully we have received of the Spirit of Christ, the more perfectly we are able to love them: and the more we love them the more we receive the Spirit. It is clear, however, that since we love them by the Spirit Who is given to us by Jesus, it is Jesus Himself Who loves them in us. ↗

— Thomas Merton

#jesus #love #love

It is by desiring to grow in love that we receive the Holy Spirit, and the thirst for more charity is the effect of this more abundant reception. ↗

— Thomas Merton

#love #love