#love

A love that does not discriminate seems to me to forfeit a part of its own value, by doing an injustice to its object; and secondly, not all men are worthy of love. ↗

— Sigmund Freud

#love

Escóndeme en tus brazos por esta noche sola, mientras la lluvia rompe contra el mar y la tierra su boca innumerable. ↗

— Pablo Neruda

#poetry #love

We may know who we are or we may not. We may be Muslims, Jews or Christians but until our hearts become the mould for every heart we will see only our differences. ↗

— Rumi

#poems #rumi #speak-to-the-heart #love

Hearts are not to be had as a gift, hearts are to be earned. ↗

— W.B. Yeats

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Until he gives you a reason not to trust him, behave as though you trust him. ↗

— Sherry Argov

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Not for a minute did I believe that this wasn’t goodbye. Still, I had loved and been loved in return, and there was nothing greater than that. It far outweighed the alienation of all the previous years. Bones thought five months was too short; I was amazed I’d been granted joy for so long. “I love you,” he moaned, or maybe I said it. I couldn’t tell the difference anymore. The lines had dissolved between us. ↗

— Jeaniene Frost

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Bless you, daugher of man," Carter said, his eyes luminous and almost silver now. He leaned down and kissed my forehead. I closed my eyes and caught my breath. His lips were both burning hot and icy cold. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#carter #georgina-mortensen #love #love

There are only so many of us born at a time and we are thrown into the world to find each other, to find the other ones who don't think you're strange, who understand your jokes, your smile, the way you talk. There are only so many of us born at a time and we only have so long to find each other before we die. But we have to try. ↗

— pleasefindthis

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War is all we've been taught, but there are other ways to live. We can find them, Akiva. We can invent them. This is the beginning, here." She touched his chest and felt a rush of love for the heart that moved his blood, for his smooth skin and his scars and his unsoldierly tenderness. She took his hand and pressed it to her breast and said, "We are the beginning. ↗

— Laini Taylor

#karou #love

your heart is a weapon the size of your fist. keep fighting. keep loving ↗

— Leah Wilson

#heart #love #weapon #love