#love

Care for her. He was unworthy of such a gift. Unworthy of her blind trust and her sparkling, slightly crooked smiles, let alone her heart. But he wanted her, selfish fool he was and had always been. Care for her? Ah, God, she consumed him. ↗

— V.S. Carnes

#romance #love

Wish me everything that you can wish for the woman you dearly love, and I have as good as got it, John. I have better than got it, John. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#wealth #love

So, we're all in agreement," Armani declared brightly into the tense atmosphere. "Good, let's get this over with. Shut up Rafael, don't say it, you would do the same for me." "That's different!" he snapped. "You shouldn't." She couldn't comprehend his reasoning. "Why?" Rafael blinked a few times. "Because you don't love me the way I love you! ↗

— Suzan Battah

#rafael #love

...Goddamn himself for letting his independence slip away from him. He didn't even know how it had happened, how he had lost the ability to function on his own, or what the hell he was going to do about it now. ↗

— Kimberly Gardner

#disability #independence #love

But this night is not through. We’ve made love. And now, to the bed, where the f*cking will commence. ↗

— Charlotte Featherstone

#jane #matthew #love

A Heart Does Cry! I Can Feel It! ↗

— Sarja Pednekar

#love

Making love with you is even more wonderful than making music." He drew her closer. "Och, Sarah, you _are_ my music. ↗

— Pamela Clare

#scotsman #love

...the only souvenir she kept of Aureliano Segundo was a pair of patent leather boots, which, according to what he himself had said, were the ones he wanted to wear in his coffin. She kept them wrapped in cloth in the bottom of a trunk and made ready to feed on memories, waiting without despair. "He has to come sooner or later," she told herself, "even if it's just to put on those boots. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#love

She half suspected that he had had been ordered by contract to look mouth-watering at all times. If he hadn't, it was really rude of him to persist in it. It was distracting. ↗

— Andrea D. Smith

#love

In fact, being a unique individual is as much of a farce as trying to be like everyone else. Maybe more. ↗

— Nora Raleigh Baskin

#love