#long

Wait,” Quinn said. “There’s one more thing.” I turned around and raised an eyebrow. His eyes were wary and he lacked his usual confidence. “Go to the Winter Dance with me. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#glass-girl #henry-whitmire #high-school #laura-anderson-kurk #long-distance-relationships

And what do you want?” I almost choked. “How could you even ask me that, Henry?” He sighed. “Because I’m thousands of miles away. Because I Skyped into your living room late one night and there’s a dude sitting next to you in the dark. Because Thanet tells me things. And Tennyson sent me a picture of you in a dress that looks like lingerie.” “It’s not that bad,” I said. “I didn’t say it was bad, Meg. It’s about a million miles from bad.” His voice was breaking with exasperation. “Things are crazy here, and I’m questioning everything. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#dating #glass-girl #henry-whitmire #high-school #jealousy

What I know about you, Henry,” he said. “Is that you, as big as you are, know how to walk gently on this earth. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#dating #faith #gentleness #glass-girl #henry-whitmire

No, I regret nothing, all I regret is having been born, dying is such a long tiresome business I always found. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#been #born #business #dying #found

He was in my hair, my eyes, my fingers, my heart. I day-dreamed about what he was doing, thinking, seeing, smelling, feeling. I could not eat for thoughts of him. ↗

— Lisa See

#love #dreams

It was her. No one had eyes like that. Eyes as pure as the sky on a fresh, wintery morning. Ones that sucked him in and refused to let go. No one had her touch. Feather light and warm. A touch that sizzled his insides and brought him to his knees. And no one had that pure, simple, cherry-vanilla scent. The sweetness that was only her, like she was a dessert made just for him. To lick, nibble, and enjoy. ↗

— Justine Dell

#hot #long-lost-love #love-story #romance #dreams

I read my eyes out and can't read half enough...the more one reads the more one sees we have to read. ↗

— John Adams

#lifelong-learning #reading #education

There are few things more pathetic than those who have lost their curiosity and sense of adventure, and who no longer care to learn. ↗

— Gordon B. Hinckley

#education #lifelong-learning #education

A man will be imprisoned in a room with a door that's unlocked and opens inwards; as long as it does not occur to him to pull rather than push. ↗

— Ludwig Wittgenstein

#door #him #imprisoned #inwards #long

Robin told only a little of her life, but she kept repeating in one way or another her wish for a home, as if she were afraid she would be lost again, as if she were aware, without conscious knowledge, that she belonged to Nora, and that if Nora did not make it permanent by her own strength, she would forget. ↗

— Djuna Barnes

#home