#loves

Leah: I want those gubs Mommy. Kate: They're not 'gubs' they're 'gloves' Aaden and Leah try and say gloves Leah: Gloves! Kate: Good job! Aaden: Gubs! Kate: No ↗

— Kate Gosselin

#family #gloves #motherhood #mothers #parenting

He who loves practice without theory is like the sailor who boards ship without a rudder and compass and never knows where he may cast. ↗

— Leonardo da Vinci

#cast #compass #knows #like #loves

A friend is one who knows you and loves you just the same. ↗

— Elbert Hubbard

#friend #just #knows #loves #same

We should have the right to have someone leave when we want, to only allow those in who we want in. But the truth is, people can force their way into your life whenever they choose. If they want to remind you forevermore that they exist, they will. They can reappear in a card or call or a "chance" meeting, they can remember your birthday or the day you met with some innocuous small note. No matter how little they matter in your new life, they can insist on being seen and recognized and remembered. ↗

— Deb Caletti

#true #life

Accepting the world’s realities, even when you didn’t understand them, was a basic necessity of existence in Ozark life. ↗

— Pamela Morsi

#the-lovesick-cure #life

If a thing loves, it is infinite. ↗

— William Blake

#loves #thing

He that loves reading has everything within his reach. ↗

— William Godwin

#his #loves #reach #reading #within

...but her eyes had had too much in them and his heart way too little for things to keep going. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#lovesickness #sad-but-true #love

And for all he had learned to bandage himself up on the outside, the wound remained just as bad and deep as the moment it had been made - when it became obvious that the one male he wanted above all others was never, ever going to be with him. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#lovers #lovesickness #painful #love

That's why Twinkle likes the place so much, Scott thought, looking around at the faded wood veneer tables, and the faded souls drinking at them. Misery was soaked through the place like the old beer soaked through its carpets. ↗

— R.D. Ronald

#reflection #love