#love

Cuando el amor no es locura,no es amor. ↗

— Pedro Calderón de la Barca

#love #madness #love

To love a woman for her virtues is meaningless. She's earned it, it's a payment, not a gift. But to love her for her vices is a real gift, unearned and undeserved. To love her for her vices is to defile all virtue for her sake - and that is a real tribute of love, because you sacrifice your conscience, your reason, your integrity and your invaluable self-esteem. ↗

— Ayn Rand

#sacrifice #vices #virtue #love

And do I still have that look?" he asked. "Yes just there," she kissed his eye. "The desire to love me is still there. If you look closely you can see mine for you, my tears never washed it away. ↗

— Racquel McDonnell

#love #openness #romance #love

I would love you all the day, every night we would kiss and play, if with me you'd fondly stray, over the hills and far away. ↗

— John Gray

#love

You were supposed to love me. You convinced me it was safe to love you back." Liz Sutton to Ethan Hendrix ↗

— Susan Mallery

#love

I just want to see those I love smiling and happy. ↗

— Ichirou Ohkouchi

#love

Toy is talking and this is why I love her. She can go on about herself ceaselessly and like the scratching of a branch against the window at night, the steady insistence of it is comforting. She has stories without beginnings, stories that trail off, stories that crisscross and contradict and dead end. Toy is the star of her stories. Events orbit her like a constellation. ↗

— Erica Lorraine Scheidt

#stories #storytelling #love

In my sleepiness I heard him whisper, "I'm in love with you. ↗

— Jessica Roberts

#swoon #love

You sound so miserable.” “All novelists are. ↗

— Changdictator

#novelist #sad #love

She opened her eyes with a gasp. “I love you.” He had tears running a path down his face. He nodded. “Back at ya, pretty child. So, so much. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#bittersweet-seraphim #crushed-seraphim #debra-anastasia #jack #poughkeepsie