#love

Praise is the mode of love which always has some element of joy in it. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

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She wanted to find a way to love them in death, because she forgot how to love them in life. ↗

— Sherman Alexie

#death

He thought about that visionary lady. To die, he thought, never knowing the fierce joy and attendant comfort of a loved one's embrace. To sink into that hideous coma, to sink then into death and, perhaps, return to sterile, awful wanderings. All without knowing what it was to love and be loved. That was a tragedy more terrible than becoming a vampire. ↗

— Richard Matheson

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Sometimes, I think that I love life so much, that I make death jealous... ↗

— Lionel Suggs

#love #loving-life #death

Love is life. All, everything that I understand, I understand only because I love. Everything is, everything exists, only because I love. Everything is united by it alone ↗

— Leo Tolstoy

#life #love #prince-andrew #tolstoy #war-and-peace

Really love him, I mean," Geilie persisted. "Not just to bed him; I know you want that, and he does too. They all do. But do you love him?" Did I love him? Beyond the urges of the flesh? The hole had the dark anonymity of the confessional, and a soul on the verge of death had no time for lies. "Yes," I said, and laid my head back on my knees. It was silent in the hole for some time, and I hovered once more on the verge of sleep, when I heard her speak once more, as though to herself. "So it's possible," she said thoughtfully. ↗

— Diana Gabaldon

#geilie #love #death

Love is a kind of symptom that arises through the repression of libido. ↗

— Frank Tallis

#desire #libido #love #psychology #repression

Of all the many people we meet in a lifetime,it is strange that so many of us find ourselves in thrall to one particular person. Once that face is seen,an involuntary heartache sets in for which there is no cure. All the wonder of this world finds shape in that one person and thereafter there is no reprieve, because this kind of love does not end,or not until death. ↗

— Rosie Alison

#inspirational #lifetime #love #death

wholly to be a fool while Spring is in the world my blood approves, and kisses are a better fate than wisdom lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry -the best gesture of my brain is less than your eyelid's flutter which says we are for each other: then laugh, leaning back in my arms for life's not a paragraph And death i think is no parenthesis ↗

— E.E. Cummings

#death

People love dogs. You can never go wrong adding a dog to the story. ↗

— Jim Butcher

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