#mm

So much of marriage was implicit and nonverbal. Had I gotten so complacent I'd forgotten to communicate? ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#communication

Unable and crippled I am As I gaze into the vastness The vastness that harbors your praise And glories of the best of creation... If I tried to spell.. A drop of ink from your love Ma quill would burn in shame for your love match no words...ya rasoolullah! ↗

— anila aboo

#muhammaden #poem #prophet-muhammad #love

You're a fuckin' parasite." I could never become a vampire. Filthy leeches. "Words still hurt, Chase. Besides, you should be thanking me. My advice about the Valkyrie clearly worked. And speaking of females, if I call you by one's name while my fangs are plunged deep in your neck, just run with it. ↗

— Kresley Cole

#berserker #declan-chase #dreams-of-a-dark-warrior #immortals-after-dark #kresley-cole

God's love for others does not stop at the border; neither should ours. ↗

— Dillon Burroughs

#immigration #love #unconditional-love #love

В редките ни напоследък целувки се усещаше онази жилка хлад, която мога да сравня с полъха на вятър привечер след средата на август, когато съм чувал стари варненци да казват, че морето се обръща. ↗

— Захари Карабашлиев

#love #sea #separation #love

Forget the fountain of youth, pal of mine. You can live to be a thousand, and it won't matter. Mediocrities like you deserve immortality. ↗

— Gary Shteyngart

#immortality #mediocrities #love

Your partner doesn't have the slightest idea of your worth because you don't know it yourself. ↗

— Stef Harder

#love #self-love #self-worth #love

And as angry as I am with what you have put me through, I am so very glad that we are now at this moment. This moment means I can move on to bigger and better things without you constantly weighing on my shoulders. I will never again turn a corner in New York terrified that I will run into you and even more terrified that I won't. I can go into any coffee shop I want. I can hope for love again. ↗

— K.A. Linde

#love

Sometimes, when it’s going badly, she wonders if what she believes to be a love of the written word is really just a fetish for stationery. The true writer, the born writer, will scribble words on scraps of litter, the back of a bus tickets, on the wall of a cell. Emma is lost on anything less than 120gsm. ↗

— David Nicholls

#funny #stationary #writer #writing #written-word

I love you. The words reverberated between them, sinking into their skin, scored onto their hearts as they staked their claims to each other’s bodies, surrendering themselves and possessing each other, a tangle of limbs and lust and love, coiled together into one perfect unit, one small miracle, one simple story that has been told and retold since the beginning of time: just two people meeting, the most extraordinary and wondrous and mundane thing in the world. ↗

— Kate Aaron

#love #mm-romance #romance #love