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One less love is one less broken heart. ↗

— Madeline Vega

#love

The mistake the two of us made,’ I said, ‘was that we skimped the foreplay. I’m not blaming you, it was as much my fault as yours, but it was a fault nonetheless. ↗

— J.M. Coetzee

#love #mistake #love

When you feel down and out you must reach up and out--to Spirit! Our strength will only resonate deep within your souls if you open your heart and minds with us. ↗

— Jim Fargiano

#happiness #inner-strength #love #motivation #spiritual

Well, you're right. I'm a Freak." "Huh?" "I love being bullied. Being hit and kicked by others gets me totally excited. That's what kind of freak I am. Sorry if that bothers you. ↗

— Yuna Kagesaki

#freak #hit #hurt #kick #love

If loving comes easy, nothing else seems hard. ↗

— Marty Rubin

#loving #love

They were all looking at him with an unpronounceable hunger. Actually it was a lot like the faces you see in porn, but with less certainty of the course of action. It was as if they couldn't decide whether to fuck him first, and then eat him, or the other way around. Except that probably wouldn't work as well. ↗

— Amelia Beamer

#zombies #love

I loved Duncan and I loved being his mother but I wasn't sure I was prepared to be only his mother. Before we were even married, when Russell and I had gotten our dog, Humbert, I had walked him early one morning, and as I stood on a line for coffee, someone had offered him a dog treat. "I always ask the mommy first," she said, looking at him expectantly. "Oh, I'm not his mother," I said, "I'm just his...friend," and she looked at me with complete contempt. "You're his mother," she had scolded, "Poor dog. ↗

— Jennifer Belle

#dog-walking #dogs #motherhood #parenthood #pet-owner

That was the trouble with this house. A girl couldn't even carry on a telephone conversation with any privacy ↗

— Beverly Cleary

#fifteen #love

Nothing is so precious to a woman's heart as the glory and excellence of him she loves ↗

— Mary Shelley

#love

But fierce as my attraction was, I also knew that it was more than just a physical attraction [...], more than just a momentenry surge of animal desire. I understood that she wasn't a terribly articulate person and nothing she said that afternoon was particularly brilliant or memorable. And yet there I was in a state of maximum torment - burning and longing and pining, a man trapped in the spines of love. ↗

— Paul Auster

#love