#let

The fate of peoples is made like this, two men in small rooms. Forget the coronations, the conclaves of cardinals, the pomp and processions. This is how the world changes: a counter pushed across a table, a pen stroke that alters the force of a phrase, a woman's sigh as she passes and leaves on the air a trail of orange flower or rose water; her hand pulling close the bed curtain, the discreet sigh of flesh against flesh. ↗

— Hilary Mantel

#gestures #history #power #subtlety #tudors

Writing 'February' made me realize that breaking form is a way of letting the song be human. ↗

— Dar Williams

#february #form #human #letting #made

It is true I little respect women or girls who are loquacious either in boasting the triumphs, or bemoaning the mortifications, of feelings. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#love #villette #love

I really should be studying now, but you're much more important to me than a .50 calibre machine gun. ↗

— Kara Martinelli

#humor #letters #longing #love #wwii-history

More grief to hide than hate to utter love. Polonius, Hamlet. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#polonius #shakespeare #love

She was surprised to feel his hand on her arm and still more surprised-almost unbelieving-to see his fingers unclasp his identification bracelet and remove it from his arm. Silently he fumbled with the bracelet and slipped it around her right wrist. with a tiny click he snapped the clasp shut. Jane gave a gasp of astonishment and turned questioning to Stan. She was wearing his identification bracelet! The silver links on her wrist were still warm from his arm ↗

— Beverly Cleary

#bracelet #fifteen #love

The spring which moved my energies lay far away beyond seas, in an Indian isle. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#emmanuel #energy #faraway-love #lucy-snow #separation

Hers was the perfect love that dwells on the other's happiness, and not on its own. She knew that, though for the time being he would find bliss and oblivion in her arms, he would soon repine in inactivity whilst others fought for that which he held sublime. ↗

— Emmuska Orczy

#diogenes #laughing-cavalier #scarlet-pimpernel #series #love

Violet!' Lincoln said, then sighed. 'You don't love him. This isn't real. You know what's real and it's hard and it hurts and we can't...Damn it, Vi--we're real! ↗

— Jessica Shirvington

#violet-eden #love

Love isn't really all that terrifying once you let go of your doubts. ↗

— Debbie Macomber

#letting-go #love #love