#john

I want you to know...that you can trust me." John locked eyes with her and was instantly transported to a different plane of existence. Mighta been heaven again. Who the fuck knew or cared. All he knew was that there was only her and him together, the rest of the world drifting away into fog. Was it possible to fall in love with someone twice, he wondered dimly. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#jr-ward #lover-mine #xhex #love

Los Angeles, give me some of you! Los Angeles come to me the way I came to you, my feet over your streets, you pretty town I loved you so much, you sad flower in the sand, you pretty town! ↗

— John Fante

#love

One of the things that we were trying to do with this show was the complexities of relationships and love. There is both passion and longing and a bittersweet quality to it that is a part of life. ↗

— Tim Burton

#bonham-carter #depp #helena #johnny #stop

Nothing says "I love you" like a dead body ↗

— Jennifer Echols

#jennifer-echols #john #meg #love

The right thing to do would be for you to acknowledge that you feel something for me that's remotely close to what I feel for you. I've asked only for a single grain of sand from you, Persephone, while I'm the whole fucking beach at your feet... ↗

— Linda Robertson

#johnny #pleas #love

I get all the arguments against it. I even get the one that says... "I don't know if I want to bring another kid into this world." But how do you argue with the logic of loving one that's already here? ↗

— John Cusack

#martian-child #love

She loves mysteries that she became one. ↗

— John Green

#green #john #mystery #paper #town

Everything needs love… and everything you do or don’t do is a reflection of how you love you! ↗

— Sanjo Jendayi

#love #reflection #sanjo-jendayi #you #love

Don’t be fooled by clever hands, sir” the Sunlight Man said. He’d be lying with the back of his head on his hands, as he always lay. “Entertainment’s all very well, but the world is serious. It’s exceedingly amusing, when you think about it: nothing in life is as startling or shocking or mysterious as a good magician’s trick. That’s what makes stagecraft deadly. Listen closely, friend. You see great marvels performed on the stage - the lady sawed in half, the fat man supported by empty air, the Hindu vanishing with the folding of a cloth - and the subtlest of poisons drifts into your brain: you think the earth dead because the sky is full of spirits, you think the hall drab because the stage is adazzle with dimestore gilt. So King Lear rages, and the audience grows meek, and tomorrow, in the gray of old groceries, the housewife will weep for Cordelia and despair for herself. They weren’t fools, those old sages who called all art the Devil’s work. It eats the soul. ↗

— John Gardner

#the-sunlight-dialogues #art

I do love her, and that’s odd because she is everything I detest in anyone else. ↗

— John Steinbeck

#john-steinbeck #love #odd #the-winter-of-our-discontent #love