#love

…it's so dreadful to have nothing to love — life is so empty — and there's nothing worse than emptiness… ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#life #love #dreams

Witch Baby wanted to ask Ping how to find her Jah-Love angel. She knew Raphael was not him, even though Raphael had the right eyes and smile and name. She knew how he looked--the angel in her dream--but she didn't know how to find him. Should she roller-skate through the streets in the evenings when the streetlights flicker on? Should she stow away to Jamaica on a cruise ship and search for him in the rain forests and along the beaches? Would he come to her? Was he waiting, dreaming of her in the same way she waited and dreamed? ↗

— Francesca Lia Block

#love #romance #unrequited #dreams

You left ground and sky weeping, mind and soul full of grief. No one can take your place in existence, or in absence. Both mourn, the angels, the prophets, and this sadness I feel has taken from me the taste of language, so that I cannot say the flavor of my being apart. ↗

— Rumi

#love #mourning #death

In high school I definitely had a clique of friends. And what I loved about it was that we were healthy and good girls. ↗

— Tyra Banks

#clique #definitely #friends #good #good girls

When a child dies, a parent loses a part of themselves,” he said. “Your whole world ceases to exist and you’re nothing but a shell of the person you once were. Your mom has dealt with it in her way, me in mine, and you in yours.” He lifted his hand off John’s gravestone and rose. “Your mom hates the world, I avoid it, and you try to save it. ↗

— Nicole Williams

#death-of-a-loved-one #moving-on #death

Love was a sacred garment, woven of a fabric so thin that it could not be seen, yet so strong that even mighty death could not tear it, a garment that could not be frayed by use, that brought warmth into what would otherwise be an intolerable, cold world- but at times love could also be as heavy as chain mail. Bearing the burden of love, on those occasions when it was a solemn weight, made it more precious when, in better times, it caught the wind in sleeves like wings, and lifted you. ↗

— Dean Koontz

#death

Tatiana said. "Go on with Dasha. She is right for you. She is a woman and I'm-" "Blind!", Alexander exclaimed. Tatiana stood, desolately failing in the battle of her heart. "Oh, Alexander. What do you want from me..." "Everything", he whispered fiercely. ↗

— Paullina Simons

#romance #tatiana-and-alexander #the-bronze-horseman #love

Was it necessary to tell me that you wanted nothing in the world but me?' The corners of his mouth drooped peevishly. Oh, my dear, it's rather hard to take quite literally the things a man says when he's in love with you.' Didn't you mean them?' At the moment. ↗

— W. Somerset Maugham

#honesty #lies #love #men #relationships

I love being at home, being with friends and family. I'm of European stock, brought up in Australia. I'm a passionate guy. I just love life. ↗

— Eric Bana

#being #brought #european #family #friends

I think love can come fairly easily and grow - but really liking the core essence of someone is a much harder thing to bottle. If you have both, you're in pretty good shape. ↗

— Eric Bana

#bottle #come #core #easily #essence