#la

Umar ibn Abdil-’Aziz (rahimahullah) said: “Become a scholar if you are able. If you are not able, then be a student. If you can not, then show love for them. If you are unable to do that, then (at least) do not hate them. ↗

— Umar ibn Abdil-’Aziz

#love

The blood of Heaven binds you," said the Queen. "Blood calls to blood, under the skin. But love and blood are not the same." "Riddles," Clary said angrily. "Do you even mean anything when you talk like that?" "He is bound to you," said the Queen. "But does he love you? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#cofa #queen #love

The stains could be seen only in the sunlight, so Ruth was never really aware of them until later, when she would stop at an outdoor cafe for a cup of coffee, and look down at her skirt and see the dark traces of spilled vodka or whiskey. The alcohol had the effect of making the black cloth blacker. This amused her; she had noted in her journal: 'booze affects material as it does people'. ↗

— Alice Sebold

#black #drinking #stain #love

Love is as simple as the absence of self given to another. God, when invited, fills the void of any unrequited love; hence loving is how one is drawn closer to God no matter its most horrific repercussions. ↗

— Criss Jami

#closer #compensation #filling-the-void #god #horrific

It is the mundanes who look at me and see something they do not understand—a boy who is not quite white and not quite foreign either." "Just as I am not human, and not demon either," Tessa said softly. His eyes softened. "You are human," he said. "Never think you are not. I have seen you with your brother; I know how you care for him. If you can feel hope, guilt, sorrow, love—then you are human. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clockwork-angel #jem-carstairs #tessa-gray #the-infernal-devices #love

You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning. The conflagration in his own veins, now, gave the answer. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#conflagration #desire #love #veins #love

It seemed that we loved each other better when there were large swaths of two continents between us. The daily work of love was often hard to perform at home. ↗

— Aleksandar Hemon

#love #relationships #love

I don't understand the point of being together if you're not the happiest. ↗

— Gillian Flynn

#love #relationship #love

You're a disaster for us, Clary! You're a mundane, you'll always be one, you'll never be a Shadowhunter! You don't know how to think like we do, think about what's best for everyone-- all you think about is yourself! But there's a war now, or there will be, and I don't have time or the inclination to follow around after you, trying to make sure you don't get us killed! Go home, Clary. Go home! ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #hate #jace-wayland #love #the-mortal-instruments

It's unexpectedly painful to have become a pronoun. ↗

— Robin Black

#short-story #love