#la

What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? What ignorance of pain? ↗

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

#to-a-skylark #love

Altogether, a pleasant place, marred by activities of unpleasant people whose qualities, perhaps, are sad reflections of sadder environments. ↗

— Walter Greenwood

#love-on-the-dole #love

It seemed to him that the little Manchu had never looked so radiant. She gave him a most charming smile, but her eyes were all for the boy. ↗

— James Hilton

#lost #love #shangri-la #love

You Americans. You suppress the body of its desires, and treat the heart as if it is a wild animal to be tamed, so that when those things are awakened in you , they have the strength of ravenous lions, too long imprisoned. ↗

— Louisa Edwards

#kane #love #love

These guys, my guys, are a bunch of assholes and I have to dig deep to find things about them I like so I can keep their secrets and keep them alive. Then they do these things, they betray me, and I have to let go of the love I worked so hard to find and splatter their brains all over the wall. ↗

— Bonnie Morse

#love

Jesus didn't come to earth to establish a new religion. He came to restore a broken relationship. He came to make the primary, primary again. The secondary activity of obedience to the law of God was always intended to serve the primary activity: to love God and enjoy Him forever. When that is primary, the secondary becomes a labor of love, a joyful, and "easy" burden to bear. (Matthew 11:28-30 ↗

— Charles R. Swindoll

#god #jesus-christ #law #love

You couldn't get more original than Laura. Laura. Yes, she was an original, all right. One of a kind. Did they break her mold or what, pal? Or...or did it self-destruct? Still, Laura. The one and the only. Such a plain name for a unique cutie. But perhaps my acuity is not without its problems. I ruin everything: a stupid story to be tapped out on my tomb's stone. I ruined even Laura. And an original ruin is rare. Just ask the archaeologist, "Egypt, again?" Just ask me, "Laura, again?" and we'll both respond: "Yes, again and again. And again. ↗

— Vladimir Nabokov

#love #original #originality #love

Then he was forming letters again, one at a time on her back, while Laurel clung to him, full of heart and body, still joined to him intimately. Wanting his words, needing them, moved profoundly by them. I love you. One letter after the other, until they were all there, telling her everything she needed to know here in the dark. ↗

— Erin McCarthy

#russ #love

Which one of them would make you the most sad if you had to live your life without him? ↗

— Susan Meissner

#girl-in-the-glass #true-love #life

Kamu tahu betapa dalam rasa hormatku pada rasa cintaku ini? Bahkan aku bisa cemburu jika kamu memberi perhatian pada bunga-bunga. Aku juga cemburu pada angin yang membelai wajahmu. Aku juga cemburu pada tanah yang kamu pijak. ↗

— Jung Eun-gwol

#memorable-quotes #popular-quotes #quotes #love