#mid

There was no reason for Bella Swan to cross paths with me. She would be avoided like the plague she was. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#edward-cullen #love #love-story #midnight-sun #twilight-saga

I became quietly seized with that nostalgia that overcomes you when you have reached the middle of your life and your father has recently died and it dawns on you that when he went he took some of you with him. ↗

— Bill Bryson

#middle-age #nostalgia #parents #age

I don’t know what it is but every time I see you I feel such a strong urge, to be near you, to protect you, to hold you in my arms and never let you go.” Luke Nero - The Witchlings-Midnight curse ↗

— Amanda Turner

#love #paranormal #romance #the-witchlings-midnight-curse #love

No onslaught more fierce was ever seen in the savage world of beasts, where some desperate small creature armed with little teeth, alone, will spring upon a tower of horn and hide that stands above its fallen mate. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#lord-of-the-rings #middle-earth #sam #tolkien #true-love

Manufacturing and other unskilled professions that were union jobs, that allowed people to live a middle-class life, are disappearing both because unions are disappearing and because of the global nature of the economy. ↗

— Andy Stern

#because #both #disappearing #economy #global

I snorted powdered flamingoes while I pondered love. I sat at the bar two hours waiting for my ice on the rocks to melt so I could drink it and leave, but it was like my ex wife’s heart—it was just too frigid to melt. So I called up a midget, buckled myself in on his back, and had him give me a ride home. Ah, but that’s life, no?
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— Jarod Kintz

#bar #drink #ex-wife #flamingoes #frigid

Just once, I would like there to be something special about being the kid stuck in the middle. ↗

— Karen Tayleur

#middle #middle-child #special #love

I love women whose hidden desires make horses put an end to their lives at the threshold ↗

— Mahmoud Darwish

#poetry #love

She was in love with a vampire. Bela Lugosi. Nosferatu. Vlad the Impaler. Count Chocula . The urge to laugh seized her and she buried her face in her hands and cried instead. ↗

— Shelby Reed

#midnight-rose #shelby-reed #love

For now, they had simpler concerns. Keeping the children from the roofs at night, the bereaved from crying out too loud, the young in summer from falling in love with the human. ↗

— Clive Barker

#love