#love

OK. Yoga position 99. Relax and tune into your inner self, trying hard to forget that your outer self is stark naked! ↗

— Nicholas Reardon

#hair #manga #reardon #ya #love

[...] We have to realize that this wound [of loneliness] is inherent in the human condition and that what we have to do is walk with it instead of fleeing from it. We cannot accept it until we discover that we are loved by God just as we are, and that the Holy Spirit in a mysterious way is living at the centre of the wound. ↗

— Jean Vanier

#love

I kissed her, a long hard kiss. Because baby didn't know it, but baby was dead, and in a way I couldn't have loved her more. ↗

— Jim Thompson

#suspense #thompson #love

I found my mind wandering at games; loved boxing and was good at it; and in summer, having chosen rowing instead of cricket, lay peacefully by the Stour, well upstream of the rhythmic creaking and the exhortation, reading Lily Christine and Gibbon and gossiping with kindred lotus-eaters under the willow-branches. ↗

— Patrick Leigh Fermor

#leisure #school #summer #love

Once, when Tom was over here, to tease Rose, I asked him, "Before she was born, can you remember? Were things just the same as they are these days? Did it still rain and get dark and all the stuff it does now? Did the sun go up and down in exactly the same way?" Yes," Tom said, and then he smiled at Rose and said, "No. Not really. Not exactly the same way. ↗

— Hilary McKay

#rose #tom #love

Some day the laws of glamour must be discovered, because they are so important that the world would be wiser now if Sir Isaac Newton had been hit on the head, not by an apple, but by a young lady. ↗

— Booth Tarkington

#love #love

Later that evening in my diary, I wrote: I was exagerrating when I said I thought you hated the piece. What I meant to say was: I thought you hated me. I was hoping you’d persuade me of the opposite—and you did, for a while. Why won’t I believe it tomorrow morning? ↗

— André Aciman

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Ah! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love? - Epithalamion ↗

— Edmund Spenser

#love #separation #weariness #love

I hate this part,” I sighed in aggravation and jerked the sunglasses from my eyes, setting them atop my head into my hair. “What?” he said in a voice that clearly didn’t understand where I could be leading things. “This is where the leading man tries to save the girl from herself. She is willing to give up everything for him and he, in his misguided attempt to save her, tells her he’s skipping for the hills and she has to beg him to stay and convince him that her love is real and that she is sound of mind. ↗

— Shelly Crane

#eli #love

A little crazy is good ↗

— Chris Hilton

#cuba #little #love #travel #love