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It has always seemed to me that if one falls in love with any gentleman one becomes instantly blind to his faults.But I am not blind to your faults, and I do not think that everything you do or say is right! Only—Is it being—not very comfortable—and cross—and not quite happy, when you aren’t there?” “That, my darling,” said his lordship,taking her ruthlessly into his arms,“is exactly what it s!” “Oh—!” Frederica gasped, as she emerged from an embrace which threatened to suffocate her. “Now I know! I am in love! ↗


— Georgette Heyer


#lord-alverstroke #true-love #love

هملت: من افیلیا را دوست می‌داشتم. اگر محبت چهل هزار برادر را روی هم می‌گذاشتید با عشق من برابری نمی‌کرد. (به لایرتیس –برادر افیلیا) تو برای خاطر او چه کارهایی حاضر هستی بکنی؟ کلادیوس: لایرتیس، او دیوانه است. گرترود: شما را به خدا، راحت‌اش بگذارید. هملت: بگو ببینم. اشک می‌ریزی؟ می‌جنگی؟ گرسنه‌گی می‌کشی؟ بدن خودت را پاره پاره می‌کنی؟ زهر می‌نوشی؟ نهنگ می‌خوری؟ من هم حاضرم همه این کارها را بکنم. آمده‌ای اینجا شیون بکنی! خودت را در گور می‌اندازی که بیش از من اظهار تالم کرده باشی؟ خودت را پهلوی او زنده به گور می‌کنی؟ من هم می‌کنم. سخن از کوه می‌گویی؟ بگو بیایند روی من و اُفیلیا میلیون‌ها پیمانه خاک بریزند چنانکه قُله‌ی کوه مزار ما جرم سوزان خورشید را بخراشد، و کوه اوسا در مقابل آن مانند خاکی بر چهره‌ی زمین بیش‌تر نباشد. ها! اگر تو بخواهی پریشان بافی کنی من بیش از تو پریشان خواهم گفت. هملت، پرده‌ی پنجم، صحنه‌ی اول ترجمه‌ی مسعود فرزاد ↗


— William Shakespeare


#love

Lovers' language, give me an exact and poetic comparison to say what those eyes of Capitu were like. No image comes to mind that doesn't offend against the rules of good style, to say what they were and what they did to me. Undertow eyes? Why not? Undertow. That's the notion that the new expression put in my head. They held some kind of mysterious, active fluid, a force that dragged one in, like the undertow of a wave retreating from the shore on stormy days. So as not to be dragged in, I held onto anything around them, her ears, her arms, her hair spread about her shoulders; but as soon as I returned to the pupils of her eyes again, the wave emerging from them grew towards me, deep and dark, threatening to envelop me, draw me in and swallow me up. ↗


— Machado de Assis


#love #love-at-first-sight #lovers #love

the other guineahen died of a broken heart and we came to New York. I used to sit at a table,drawing wings with a pencil that kept breaking and i kept remembering how your mind looked when it slept for several years,to wake up asking why. So then you turned into a photograph of somebody who’s trying not to laugh at somebody who’s trying not to cry ↗


— E.E. Cummings


#remembering-loved-ones #love

Mostly she just missed Vaughn. Missed all those quiet, unspectacular moments that, when added up, showed how entwined their lives had become. And right now, she missed being able to phone him, because it would be so easy to tap in the eleven digits that would put his voice on the line. ‘Grace, about bloody time,’ he’d say, and make it sound like an endearment. But she couldn’t call Vaughn, because she’d left him. Which was a novelty, until Grace remembered that he’d have left her eventually if she hadn’t done it first. She was never the one. She was never even the one before the one. She was the girl who seemed like a good idea at the time, but ultimately was just a phase that people went through. That was the way it had always been. Friends and lovers came and went because there was something about her which repelled them, and she didn’t have a clue what it was. It was a mystery that she couldn’t solve on her own, and there wasn’t a single person in the world who could help . . . ↗


— Sarra Manning


#heartbreak #loneliness #love #love

Don't you EVER break someone's heart, because they only have one. Break their bones, they have 206 on those! ↗


— Jayy Von Monroe


#love #music #love

This was wrong. Tony didn’t want to have feelings. The sex was great. It was okay to want her, dominate her, and control her. It was not okay to want to be with her, please her, and love her. Yet every one of his senses desired Claire. ↗


— Aleatha Romig


#claire-nichols #love

She waited for him with shallow breaths, head thrown back, eyes half closed, completely exposed in her trust of him, and it unravelled the last thread holding him together. ↗


— Dianna Hardy


#couple #desire #exposed #exposing #hunger

When someone says "I Love You," it is imperative that you know if you are loved for "WHAT you are" or "WHO you are." When the academic qualifications, professionals, positions, possessions, good look, fat bank accounts and all that has been acquired over the years are taken away, all that is left is "Who you are" - Your Personality (character, values, perceptions.) "We are never truly loved, until we are loved for WHO and not WHAT we are ↗


— Olaotan Fawehinmi


#good-look #i-love-you #love #olaotan-fawehinmi #perceptions

When she says margarita she means daiquiri. When she says quixotic she means mercurial. And when she says, "I'll never speak to you again," she means, "Put your arms around me from behind as I stand disconsolate at the window." He's supposed to know that. When a man loves a woman he is in New York and she is in Virginia or he is in Boston, writing, and she is in New York, reading, or she is wearing a sweater and sunglasses in Balboa Park and he is raking leaves in Ithaca or he is driving to East Hampton and she is standing disconsolate at the window overlooking the bay where a regatta of many-colored sails is going on while he is stuck in traffic on the Long Island Expressway. When a woman loves a man it is one ten in the morning she is asleep he is watching the ball scores and eating pretzels drinking lemonade and two hours later he wakes up and staggers into bed where she remains asleep and very warm. When she says tomorrow she means in three or four weeks. When she says, "We're talking about me now," he stops talking. Her best friend comes over and says, "Did somebody die?" When a woman loves a man, they have gone to swim naked in the stream on a glorious July day with the sound of the waterfall like a chuckle of water rushing over smooth rocks, and there is nothing alien in the universe. Ripe apples fall about them. What else can they do but eat? When he says, "Ours is a transitional era," "that's very original of you," she replies, dry as the martini he is sipping. They fight all the time It's fun What do I owe you? Let's start with an apology Ok, I'm sorry, you dickhead. A sign is held up saying "Laughter." It's a silent picture. "I've been fucked without a kiss," she says, "and you can quote me on that," which sounds great in an English accent. One year they broke up seven times and threatened to do it another nine times. When a woman loves a man, she wants him to meet her at the airport in a foreign country with a jeep. When a man loves a woman he's there. He doesn't complain that she's two hours late and there's nothing in the refrigerator. When a woman loves a man, she wants to stay awake. She's like a child crying at nightfall because she didn't want the day to end. When a man loves a woman, he watches her sleep, thinking: as midnight to the moon is sleep to the beloved. A thousand fireflies wink at him. The frogs sound like the string section of the orchestra warming up. The stars dangle down like earrings the shape of grapes. ↗


— David Lehman


#love #lovers #love






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