#mac

Although only three legs would obey him, the white wolf began to run. Run, to outpace the agony that could rip and tear a human heart. Run, to outdistance the human grief that could not be borne. Run, to be as the moon, a swift white shape gleaming in the night. Run, to be a wolf and only a wolf. As he raced away into the welcoming arms of the night, James was only fleetingly aware that he had just buried his human self alongside Evelyn. And then he was aware of nothing. ↗

— Dani Harper

#james-macleod #paranormal-romance #shapeshifter #werewolf #dreams

You're leaving me, Rainbow Girl. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#dreamfever #mac #girl

When they kissed she immediately felt his tongue, tensed and strong, pushing past her teeth, like some bully shouldering his way into a room. Entering her. ↗

— Ian Mcewan

#kissing #intimacy

Real intimacy is a sacred experience. It never exposes its secret trust and belonging to the voyeuristic eye of a neon culture. Real intimacy is of the soul, and the soul is reserved. ↗

— John O'Donohue

#inspirational-quotes #intimacy #love #experience

We keep quiet about what we read. Our enjoyment of a book remains a jealously guarded secret. Perhaps because there`s no need to talk, or because it takes time to distill what we've read before we can say anything. Silence is our guarantee of intimacy. We might have finished reading but we`re still living the book. ↗

— Daniel Pennac

#literature #reading #intimacy

When you're young, you think that sex is the culmination of intimacy. Later you discover that it's barely the beginning. ↗

— Peter Høeg

#intimacy

God’s desire is to not only have you experience His love, but to totally overwhelm you with His love. To have you experience it to overflowing. To have you sense, feel, taste, and touch His love for you. He really wants you to experience Him! ↗

— Linda Boone

#intimacy-with-god #real-love #soaking #experience

I wonder if ever again Americans can have that experience of returning to a home place so intimately known, profoundly felt, deeply loved, and absolutely submitted to? It is not quite true that you can't go home again. I have done it, coming back here. But it gets less likely. We have had too many divorces, we have consumed too much transportation, we have lived too shallowly in too many places. ↗

— Wallace Stegner

#depth #familiarity #home #intimacy #shallowness

The Earl of Woolsey was indeed completely nude. He did not seem particularly perturbed by this fact, but Miss Tarabotti felt the sudden need to close her eyes tight and think about asparagus or something equally mundane. Coiled about him as she was, her chin wedged over one of his massive shoulders, she was being forced to look down, directly at a nicely round, but embarrassing bare, moon. And not the kind that caused werewolves to change either. Although it did seem to be changing aspects of her own anatomy that she would rather not think about. It was all a very heady - or bottomy? -experience. ↗

— Gail Carriger

#lord-maccon #nude #change

Many a wrong, and it's curing song, many a road, and many an inn, Room to roam, but only one home, for all the world to win. George MacDonald, (Lilith) ↗

— George MacDonald

#home