#juliet

He hesitates only a moment before pulling me close, arms tightening around me, mouth meeting mine the same way it did before. Purely, sweetly, wickedly, perfectly. He sighs against my lips, a sound of such relief it echoes through my skin, making me smile and our teeth bump together. I know exactly how he feels. How it feels to come home, to find sanctuary, to be handed that missing piece that makes life not something to be endured, but something to be celebrated. ↗

— Stacey Jay

#juliet #juliet-immortal #stacey-jay #life

Don't waste your love on somebody, who doesn't value it. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#romeo-and-juliet #values #waste #love

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

Great love, you believe, carries the seeds of great sorrow. ↗

— Anne Fortier

#love #romeo-and-juliet #sorrow #love

one pain is cured by another. catch some new infection in your eye and the poison of the old one would die. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#eye #infection #pain #romeo-and-juliet #death

Warner was supposed to be dead. Warner was supposed to be dead because I was supposed to have shot him but no one supposed I'd need to know how to fire a gun so now I suppose he's come to find me. He's come to fight. For me. ↗

— Tahereh Mafi

#unravel-me #warner #guns

I am to cover the philosophical side of the debate and so far my only thought is that reading keeps you from going gaga. ↗

— Mary Ann Shaffer

#philosophical

Ah, Ms. Ferrars. I don't know what you hope to accomplish by sitting in the corner. ↗

— Tahereh Mafi

#juliette #accomplishments

He smiles a small smile. His lips twitch like he's trying not to laugh. His eyes soften as they study my own. "There's very little I wouldn't do for you. ↗

— Tahereh Mafi

#adam

Tell me, daughter Juliet, How stands your dispositions to be married" It is an honor that I dream not of ↗

— William Shakespeare

#dreams