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She is all the great heroines of the world in one. She is more than an individual. I love her, and I must make her love me. I want to make Romeo jealous. I want the dead lovers of the world to hear our laughter, and grow sad. I want a breath of our passion to stir dust into consciousness, to wake their ashes into pain. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#love

I feel…and I have reason to believe…that we could come to mean something to each other. ↗

— Colleen Houck

#romance #love

Submission is not about authority and it is not obedience; it is all about relationships of love and respect. ↗

— Wm. Paul Young

#relationships #respect #submission #love

Your absence has not taught me to be alone, it merely has shown that when together we cast a single shadow on the wall. ↗

— Doug Fetherling

#relationships #romance #love

some moments are nice, some are nicer, some are even worth writing about. ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#love #moments #nice #poetry #war-all-the-time

Oh, it's always the same,' she sighed, 'if you want men to behave well to you, you must be beastly to them; if you treat them decently they make you suffer for it. ↗

— W. Somerset Maugham

#men #love

I don't want to be somebody's crush. If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. ↗

— Stephen Chbosky

#romance #love

I am my heart’s undertaker. Daily I go and retrieve its tattered remains, place them delicately into its little coffin, and bury it in the depths of my memory, only to have to do it all again tomorrow. ↗

— Emilie Autumn

#love #melancholy #love

The wind blew my words away from you. So while I told you I love you, the phrase was carried in the opposite direction and landed 333 miles away in the ears of a confused farmer. He was nice, though. He sent me a kind letter saying that while he was flattered, I wasn’t really his type. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#distance #farmer #farmers #kindness #land

The universe contains any amount of horrible ways to be woken up, such as the noise of the mob breaking down the front door, the scream of fire engines, or the realization that today is the Monday which on Friday night was a comfortably long way off. A dog's wet nose is not strictly speaking the worst of the bunch, but it has it's own peculiar dreadfulness which connoisseurs of the ghastly and dog owners everywhere have come to know and dread. It's like having a small piece of defrosting liver pressed lovingly against you. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#humour #love