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Some day Love shall claim his own Some day Right ascend his throne, Some day hidden Truth be known; Some day - some sweet day. ↗

— Lewis J. Bates

#claim #day #hidden #his #known

He moved, so quick, it was as if I blinked and he vanished from the window and reappeared in front of me. I jumped in surprise, hitting the door with a dull thud. I may have breathed his name, but I couldn’t be sure of anything except his swelling scent and the heat wafting off his body. The dreamy sensation pulsed in my skull, filling me with an airy sensation that sucked the breath from my lungs. The current washed through me, carrying away all reasoning, all doubts. It was just me and him and the pounding electricity between us. “I—I didn’t come for this.” yet, my hands reached for him, fisting in his hair and curling around his shoulder. “I should… go…” I pulled him to me. ↗

— Airicka Phoenix

#romance #young-adult-paranormal #young-adult-series #love

It is important never to separate love and knowledge, compassion and wisdom. A wisdom without compassion is closed upon itself and does not bear fruit. A compassion without wisdom is a madness and a cause of suffering. ↗

— Jean-Yves Leloup

#knowledge #love #suffering #wisdom #love

Unless you are here: this garden refuses to exist. Pink dragonflies fall from the air and become scorpions scratching blood out of rocks. The rainbows that dangle upon this mist: shatter. Like the smile of a child separated from his mother’s milk for the very first time. --from poem Blood and Blossoms ↗

— Aberjhani

#gardens #mysticism #paranormal-poetry #poetry #romaniticism

It is absurd to expect the inclinations and wishes of two human beings to coincide, through any long period of time. To oblige them to act and live together is to subject them to some inevitable potion of thwarting, bickering, and unhappiness. ↗

— William Godwin

#love #marriage #love

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but your words...they'll destroy my soul. ↗

— Cassandra Giovanni

#bullying #love-story #rising-above #romance #love

I’m sorry for hurting you. I know I did. I’m most likely dead now, and I guess if there’s any kind of fairness in the afterlife I’m probably in hell getting roasted. But if that’s where I am, I want you to know, I still love you. Always did. Love, Caine ↗

— Michael Grant

#diana #light #love #michael-grant #love

If I am pressed to say why I loved him, I feel it can only be explained by replying: 'Because it was he; because it was me. ↗

— Michel de Montaigne

#michel-de-montaigne #love

Exactly. You like me. The word you use was like. You’ll find someone better than me. Someone you’ll love and not just like. ↗

— Kristine Cuevas

#hate #love #novella #romance #short-story

A reporter discovers, in the course of many years of interviewing celebrities, that most actors are more attractive behind a spotlight than over a spot of tea. ↗

— Phyllis Battelle

#behind #celebrities #course #discovers #interviewing