#love

He'd done all he could. But choosing to lovingly care for her was like steering a plane into a mountain as gently as possible. The crash is imminent; it's how you spend your time on the way down that counts. ↗

— Jamie Ford

#love

Love is swift of foot;/Love's a man of war. ↗

— George Herbert

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By degrees, he acquired a certain influence over me that took away my liberty of mind: his praise and notice were more restraining than his indifference. I could no longer talk or laugh freely when he was by, because a tiresomely importunate instinct reminded me that vivacity (at least in me) was distateful to him. I was so fully aware that only serious moods and occupations were acceptable, that in his presence every effort to sustain or follow any other became vain: I fell under a freezing spell. When he said 'go', I went; 'come', I came; 'do this', I dit it. But I did not love my servitude [...]. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#servitude #love

...I've always idealized women I've loved - they all fell short, save one - the one God chose for me - she lights up a room by walking into it... ↗

— John Geddes

#musing #soul-mate #the-one #love

Rüzgar Şimdi bir rüzgar geçti buradan Koştum ama yetişemedim, Nerelerde gezmiş tozmuş Öğrenemedim. Besbelli denizden çıkıp Kıyılar boyunca gitmiştir, Tuz kokusu, katran kokusu, ter kokusu Yüreğini allak bullak etmiştir. Sonra başlamış tırmanmaya dağlara doğru Bulutları koyun gibi gütmüştür, Okşayıp otları yaylalarda Büyütmüştür. Köylere de uğradıysa eğer Islak, karanlık odalarda beşik sallanmıştır, Güneş altında çalışanlara İmdat eylemiştir. Sonra başlayıp alçalmaya ovalara doğru, Haşhaş tarlalarında eflatun, pembe, beyaz, Kıraçlarda mavi dikenler.. Toz toprak gözlerine gitmiştir. Şehirlere uğramış ki yanımdan geçti, Haşhaş çiçeğine benzer kızlar görmüştür, Bir gülüş, bir tel saç, allık pudra Alıp gitmiştir. Şimdi bir rüzgar geçti buradan Koştum ama yetişemedim, Soraydım söylerdi herhalde Soramadım. ↗

— Cahit Külebi

#wind #love

May those who love us love us, and those who do not love us, may God turn their hearts, and if He cannot turn their hearts may He turn their ankles that we may know them by their limping. ↗

— Irish prayer

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I had learned how it felt to want more than the sweet touch of hand to cheek or lips to palm, more than a kiss, more than an embrace. I was starting to discover that it is not only the mind that understands love, but also the body. ↗

— Juliet Marillier

#kiss #love #sweet #love

I had loved you all my life unaware, that is, the idea of you. ↗

— Michael Kelahan

#life

I had a sense of your presence constantly. ↗

— Michael Kelahan

#presence #love

...nothing has humbled me so much as your love. Right or wrong it may be, but true it is, and I tell you. Your love has been to me like God's own love, which makes the receivers of it kneelers. ↗

— Michael Kelahan

#love #right-or-wrong #love