#love

It isn’t about being at the same school or the same town or even the same room. It’s about being together. Love is a choice you make. ↗

— Kristin Hannah

#love-story #lovers #love

Being in the habit of saying "Thank you," of making sure that people receive attention so they know you value them, of not presuming that people will always be there--this is a good habit, regardless...make sure to give virtual and actual high-fives to those who rock and rock hard. ↗

— Sarah Wendell

#gratitude #romance #love

I didn't know that, you take your coffee seriously, dont you?' 'Every morning, I run to the coffeemaker like a soldier returning to a lost love after the war. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#love

If loving you is the worst mistake that I've done, just let it be the only one mistake that I've done. I promise, I wouldn't do any more mistake. I promise it would be the one-and only mistake that I've done ↗

— Ruth Margareta

#pain #love

Before you realize this truth, say the Yogis, you will always be in despair, a notion nicely expressed in this exasperated line from the Greek stoic philosopher Epictetus: 'You bear God within you, poor wretch, and know it not. ↗

— Elizabeth Gilbert

#wretch #love

Wow, you're awesome and The universe loves a winner, so the universe must really love you! ↗

— Libba Bray

#love

‎Pleasure is wild and sweet. She likes purple flowers. She loves the sun and the wind and the night sky. She carries a silver bowl full of liquid moonlight. She has a cat named Midnight with stars on his paws. Many people mistrust Pleasure, and even more misunderstand her. For a long time I could barely stand to be in ...the same room with her... ↗

— J. Ruth Gendler

#pleasure #poetic #ruth-gendler #love

Love is an illusion. It's nothing but a mirage. It doesn't matter how he looks on the outside, or who he is on the inside. Right now, you're convinced that you love your darling, but... try thinking about it logically. ↗

— Tomoko Hayakawa

#what-love-is #love

All unwillingly I opened my eyes - then I opened them wider, and lifted my head. The heat, my weariness, were quite forgotten. Piercing the shadows of the naked stage was a single shaft of rosy limelight, and in the centre of this there was a girl: the most marvellous girl - I knew it at once! - that I had ever seen. ↗

— Sarah Waters

#love #tipping-the-velvet #love

I've never thought of you like that,' said Christopher. 'How could I? If you were any other woman, I could tell you I loved you, easily enough, but not you-- because you've always seemed to me like a part of myself, and it would be like saying I loved my own eyes or my own mind. But have you ever thought of what it would be to have to live without your mind or your eyes, Kate? To be mad? Or blind? ↗

— Elizabeth Marie Pope

#mania #love