#luc

La revolución beneficia al pobre, al ignorante, al que toda su vida ha sido esclavo, a los infelices que ni siquiera saben que si lo son es porque el rico convierte en oro las lágrimas, el sudor y la sangre de los pobres. || The revolution benefits the poor, the ignorant, who all his life has been a slave, the unfortunate who do not know if they are is because the rich becomes the tears, sweat and blood of the poor in gold. ↗

— Mariano Azuela

#oropoor #pobreza #revolución #revolution #rich

I was just trying to open the door... but the walls fall down ↗

— Saket Assertive

#luck #phylosophy #relationship #walls #life

Are you what is called a lucky man? Well, you are sad every day. Each day has its great grief or its little care... Hardly one day in a hundred of unbroken joy and sunshine. And you are of that small number who at lucky! As for the other men, stagnant night is upon them. ↗

— Victor Hugo

#life #lucky #misery #life

You weren't an accident. You weren't mass produced. You aren't an assembly-line product. You were deliberately planned, specifically gifted, and lovingly positioned on the earth by the Master Craftsman. ↗

— Max Lucado

#love

Don't go," she whispered, her eyes closed. It was all happening too fast. She couldn't give Daniel up. Not yet. She didn't think she ever could. ↗

— Lauren Kate

#love #lucinda-price #love

My guard will run you through if he catches you looking at my face," said Arianna. "I don't think so. I think it might be treason to kill a duke," said Luciano. "But you're not a duke," said Arianna. "I will be if you marry me," said Luciano. "Yes, you would be," said Arianna. "Would?" "If you are asking me." "I'm asking." "And if I accepted." "Do you?" "I do. With all my heart. ↗

— Mary Hoffman

#love #luciano #stravaganza #love

All right.” Lucy shouldered her way to my side and made a waving motion as if they were annoying flies. “Shoo!” She narrowed her eyes. “I said shoo.” They dispersed, mostly startled into moving. Only Logan remained, leaning casually against the wall. “Darling, I’m not some insect to be chased away.” “Darling?” She snorted amiably. “You’re not ninety years old, either.” He straightened. “I’m charming,” he informed her. “And women like endearments. ↗

— Alyxandra Harvey

#lucy #love

Love is when someone puts you on a pedestal and yet when you fall, they're there to catch you anyway.' - Tara Daniels ↗

— Jill Shalvis

#jill-shalvis #love #lucky-harbor #tara-daniels #the-sweetest-thing

Abby, you can't deny your feelings any longer. At least I know I can't. I've done it long enough. I want you. Please don't push me away. ↗

— Annie Brewer

#lucas #love

There were about seventy-nine squillion people in the world, and if you were very lucky, you would end up being loved by fifteen or twenty of them. ↗

— Nick Hornby

#love #lucky #nick-hornby #people #love