#la

You can’t help wondering if this is the year that you’d be getting a good story again. It was the same thing you wondered last year, and the year before that, and the year before that. In light of everything and in spite of everything, it seems foolish to expect and demand for anything. It seems foolish to even hope. Yet, you still do. ↗

— Marla Miniano

#from-this-day-forward #hope #love #marla-miniano #love

I need more than anything right now what is, of course, most impossible, someone to love me, to be with me at night when I wake up in shuddering horror and fear of the cement tunnels leading down to the shock room, to comfort me with an assurance that no psychiatrist can quite manage to convey. ↗

— Sylvia Plath

#fear #hope #love #sylvia-plath #the-bell-jar

People who know and love the same books you do have the road map of your soul. I believe that. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#cassandra-clare #love

Willow, things feel more uncertain than ever now," He said finally. "But I love you. For as long as I live - if that's fifty years from now, or just next week - I'll love you. ↗

— L.A. Weatherly

#angel-fire #love

Every man becomes the image of the God he adores. He whose worship is directed to a dead thing becomes dead. He who loves corruption rots. He who loves a shadow becomes, himself, a shadow. He who loves things that must perish lives in dread of their perishing. ↗

— Thomas Merton

#idolatry #worship #love

It was because all we wanted was each other's constant love and attention and for no one else to receive that love and attention, which is a selfish and difficult place to be in a relationship. We were emotionally retarded, and that was the best we could do at the time. ↗

— Anthony Kiedis

#love #relationship #selfish-love #selfishness #love

So you got Phoenix back,” declared Karla, clapping her hands in delight. “That’s lovely.” “I’m more on loan,” I muttered. “Yeah, my little library book. ↗

— Joss Stirling

#karla #phee #phoenix #stealing-phoenix #yves

I love the magic of a hot bath; how time pauses and every grievance melts away. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#grievance #relaxation #richelle #richelle-goodrich #time

You were totally unprepared for her ↗

— Richelle Mead

#uncontrollable #love

We are raised to believe (on the surface, at least) that us humans only have so much love to give, and that it comes in a standard round unit: one. After all, we associate love with the heart, and, well, you've either got a whole heart, or you're dead, period. You can't, common wisdom goes, just run around dividing that one heart up freely; to claim to do so means that you're either a fool, or you're dividing up something that is dead. ↗

— Anthony Ravenscroft

#polyamory #relationships #love