#lines

والقهوة يجب أن يقدّمها لك شخصٌ ما. القهوةُ كالوَرْد، فالورد يقدّمه لك سِواك، ولا أحدَ يقدّم ورداً لنفسه. وإن أعددتها لنفسك فأنت لحظتها في عزلة حرة بلا عاشق أو عزيز، غريبٌ في مكانك. وإن كان هذا اختياراً فأنت تدفع ثمن حريتك، وإن كان اضطراراً فأنت في حاجةٍ إلى جرس الباب. ↗

— مريد البرغوثي

#loneliness #love #love

That's why I love spiders. 'If at first you don't succeed, try, try, try again. ↗

— Diana Wynne Jones

#love

You know," he said, "under normal circumstances, you inviting me to the bedroom would be the highlight of my day." I crossed my arms and sat on the bed. I did so out of simple fatigue, but a moment later, I was struck by what I was doing. This is where Adrian sleeps. I'm touching the covers he's wrapped in every night. What does he wear? Does he wear anything? I jumped up. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#bloodlines #cute #love #richelle-mead #sydney-sage

I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don’t know why, some people fill the gaps and others emphasize my loneliness. ↗

— Anaïs Nin

#loneliness #love #love

. . . clumsiness is often mated with a love of solitude. ↗

— Virginia Woolf

#isolation #loneliness #personality #solitude #love

You can think whatever you want, do whatever you want. I'm going to just go on loving you, even if it's hopeless. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#bloodlines-series #sydney-sage #sydrian #the-indigo-spell #love

Anyone who knows how scary it is to be alone, can't help loving others." ~Rin Sohma ↗

— Natsuki Takaya

#love #love

I have an ugliness it's impossible to love. ↗

— Brian McGreevy

#love #ugliness #love

So, now I shall talk every night. To myself. To the moon. I shall walk, as I did tonight, jealous of my loneliness, in the blue-silver of the cold moon, shining brilliantly on the drifts of fresh-fallen snow, with the myriad sparkles. I talk to myself and look at the dark trees, blessedly neutral. So much easier than facing people, than having to look happy, invulnerable, clever. ↗

— Sylvia Plath

#people #solitude #dreams

No I am not Prince Hamlet nor was meant to be Am an attendant lord one that will do To swell a progress start a scene or two Advise the prince no doubt an easy tool Deferential glad to be of use Politic cautious and meticulous Full of high sentence but a bit obtuse At times indeed almost ridiculous— Almost at times the Fool. I grow old … I grow old … I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled. Shall I part my hair behind Do I dare to eat a peach I shall wear white flannel trousers and walk upon the beach. I have heard the mermaids singing each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me. I have seen them riding seaward on the waves Combing the white hair of the waves blown back When the wind blows the water white and black. We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown Till human voices wake us and we drown. ↗

— T.S. Eliot

#loneliness #mermaid #regret #trousers #love