#love

Well honey, seems innocent enough to me. He came in and fell in love with your buns. ↗

— Lorena Bathey

#fell-in-love #innocent #love #love

It nods and curtseys and recovers When the wind blows above, The nettle on the graves of lovers That hanged themselves for love. The nettle nods, the wind blows over, The man, he does not move, The lover of the grave, the lover That hanged himself for love. ↗

— A.E. Housman

#love

Confession is an act of violence against the unoffending. ↗

— Tom Stoppard

#violence #love

Some of the books I'd read had told me that love is fleeting; some of the other books I'd read had told me that love is eternal. But they were wrong. Love isn't either of those things. Love is not wanting the thing you love to ever end. ↗

— Brock Clarke

#love

Think crucial hanging. Think crayon orange. There is one low, leaning heart-shaped globe left and dearest, can you tell, I am trying to love you less. ↗

— Ada Limon

#love

So how do you know when the boy's perfect for you?' Dulcie asked Betty gave her a tender look. 'You'll just know. That sounds vague, I know, but it's true. ↗

— Lesley Pearse

#love

Her fingers clenched against his shoulder blades. “You don’t know what you’re asking.” “Do I not?” He threaded his hands gently around her neck. “I’m asking you to make love with me.” That word again. She opened her eyes. “Gareth,” she whispered. “Please. Don’t. This is hard enough—” She stopped speaking as his gaze pierced her. Incredible. Last night had seemed so intimate. And yet it had been so dark that she had not been able to see anything other than flashes of light, reflecting off the surface of his skin. Now she could look into his eyes. They were golden-brown. They were not cutting or dismissive. And even though she could see the desire smolder inside them, there was something else in them that turned her belly to liquid. ↗

— Courtney Milan

#gareth #jenny #proof-by-seduction #love

There aren’t any cobwebs on my dick. Besides, just because I don’t stick it in every woman who walks by, doesn’t mean I don’t use it. I’m selective, where as you…you’re just a man whore. “I am not a whore! Just because I happen to love women, and they love me back – doesn’t make me a whore.” “Maybe it’s your dusty penis that scares women away. ↗

— Jennifer Turner

#love

Human beings are placed on this physical plane to learn diverse lessons; with the assistance of unconditional DIVINE LOVE, let us try our best to learn what these lessons are while moving on to higher levels of positive consciousness. ↗

— Ann-Marie Anthony-Williams

#love

Words can have many meanings. Take pass the salt. It could mean: Can I have some salt? Or is could mean: I love you! ↗

— Christopher Walken

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