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I'm terrified that I will never be able to put him from my mind. I don't love him but I'm afraid that he will make it impossible for me ever to love anyone else. ↗

— Mary Balogh

#importance #love #love

I love you." Why it worked right then, why the webbing of my godmother's spell frayed as though the words had been an open flame, I don't know. I haven't found any explanation for it. There aren't any magical words, really. The words just hold the magic. They give it a shape and a form, they make it useful, describe the images within. I'll say this, though: Some words have a power that has nothing to do with supernatural forces. They resound in the heart and mind, they live long after the sounds of them have died away, they echo in the heart and the soul. They have power, and that power is very real. Those three words are good ones. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#love #magic #love

It's love, not the Battle of Thermopylae. You don't have to treat everything like it's a last stand. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#isabelle-lightwood #love #simon-lewis #love

No one can force you to become a monster – you hurt someone and you create your own demons. ↗

— Melody Manful

#guardian-angels #love-story #melody-manful #paranormal #romance

The desire to go home that is a desire to be whole, to know where you are, to be the point of intersection of all the lines drawn through all the stars, to be the constellation-maker and the center of the world, that center called love. To awaken from sleep, to rest from awakening, to tame the animal, to let the soul go wild, to shelter in darkness and blaze with light, to cease to speak and be perfectly understood. ↗

— Rebecca Solnit

#journey #love #wanderlust #love

They looked at each other, baffled, in love and hate. ↗

— William Golding

#william-golding #love

كأن يديك المكان الوحيد كأن يديك بلد آه من وطن في جسد! ↗

— Mahmoud Darwish

#love

We were arrogant and naive, thinking we knew what we felt then was love. Love can be a cheap emotion, lightly given, thought it didn´t seem so to me at the time. Looking back, I know we were only filling in the holes in our soles, the way the tide rushes sand to fill in the crevices of a rocky shore. We-or maybe it was just I-bandaged our needswith what we declared was love. But, eventually, the tide draws out what it has swept in. ↗

— Alma Katsu

#paranormal #love

When he kissed me, his lips soft and careful, it was all the thrill of our first kiss and all the practiced familiarity of the accumulated memory of all our kisses. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#love #romance #love

Underneath my lashes I watched him, and I thought,Come back. Be the you I love and remember ↗

— Jenny Han

#young-love #love