#mel

I have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved and where all your yesteryears are buried deep, leave it any way except a slow way, leave it the fastest way you can. Never turn back and never believe that an hour you remember is a better hour because it is dead. Passed years seem safe ones, vanquished ones, while the future lives in a cloud, formidable from a distance. ↗

— Beryl Markham

#attachment #belonging #future #home #homelessness

Contentment and Happiness didn't exist in my life for more than a few moments at a time, and they were really only illusionary. ↗

— Sylvia Day

#life

I've said it once and i'll say it again.... "It's fiction!.... In fiction it doesn't have to be true but it does have to make sense. Unlike life, that doesn't have to make sense but is true. ↗

— Ellie Williams

#abp #ellie-williams #teamelbombz #life

My life was a wandering; I never had a homeland. It was a matter of being constantly tossed about, without rest; nowhere and never did I find a home. ↗

— Jan Amos Komenský

#homelessness #life

Accepting the world’s realities, even when you didn’t understand them, was a basic necessity of existence in Ozark life. ↗

— Pamela Morsi

#the-lovesick-cure #life

This is so embarrassing," Melantha murmured as he stopped beside her bed and leaned down to settle her on the mattress. His lips, she thought, brushed her temple. "You frightened me out of ten years of my life when you tumbled off the couch," he muttered near her ear. "You are not allowed to faint unless it is from my kisses. ↗

— Julia Keaton

#melantha #ransom #stanger-in-my-bed #life

Can I just say that the first kiss of your life (that you can remember) should not taste like cigarette smoke? With that said, it is a heart-melting, nerve-wracking, body-aching, feet-sweating, overall best first kiss ever. ↗

— Anonymous

#first-kiss #heart-melting #kiss #taste #life

I must have loved you a lot. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#peeta-mellark #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

Mortals are such fragile things. Just tender feelings walking around exposed in their delicate shells...Easy to crush. ↗

— Melissa Marr

#keenan #melissa-marr #wicked-lovely #love