#mo

In two words," said Alan quietly, "there is nothing I love half as much as you. ↗

— Sarah Rees Brennan

#family #love #the-demon-s-covenant #family

What you remember saves you. ↗

— W.S. Merwin

#remembrance #salvation #salvation

Those horses must have been Spanish jennets, born of mares mated with a zephyr; for they went as swiftly as the wind, and the moon, which had risen at our departure to give us light, rolled through the sky like a wheel detached from its carriage... ↗

— Théophile Gautier

#moon #travel #spanish

Por una mirada un mundo; por una sonrisa, un cielo; por un beso…¡yo no sé qué te diera por un beso! ↗

— Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer

#beso #español #kiss #spanish #spanish

La democracia, como yo la veo, es una forma de oligarquía en la que el pueblo, ignorante, cree participar, pero en realidad las elecciones no son más que una coartada para que, aunque rotando, manden siempre los mismos. El secreto de la democracia reside en hacer creer al pueblo que piensa y decide, no en hacerles pensar y decidir realmente. ↗

— Pedro Santamaría

#democracy #español #political #politics #política

I fear it is my lot, to bide my days in hunchbacked thought, to find what I forgot. ↗

— Roman Payne

#memory #roman

Knowing that you're crazy doesn't make the crazy things stop happening. ↗

— Mark Vonnegut

#memoir

Sometimes you don't even know what you want until you find out you can't have it. ↗

— Meghan O'Rourke

#need #want #memoir

I love you,” he whispered, rubbing his jaw against her temple. “And you love me. I can feel it when you’re in my arms.” He felt her stiffen slightly and draw a shaky breath, but she either couldn’t or wouldn’t speak. She hadn’t thrown the words back in his face, however, so Ian continued talking to her, his hand roving over her back. “I can feel it, Elizabeth, but if you don’t admit it pretty soon, you’re going to drive me out of my mind. I can’t work. I can’t think. I make decisions and then I change my mind. And,” he teased, trying to lighten the mood by using the one topic sure to distract her, “that’s nothing to the money I squander whenever I’m under this sort of violent stress. It wasn’t just the gowns I bought, or the house on Promenade...” Still talking to her, he tipped her chin up, glorying in the gentle passion in her eyes, overlooking the doubt in their green depths. “If you don’t admit it pretty soon,” he teased, “I’ll spend us out of house and home.” Her delicate brows drew together in blank confusion, and Ian grinned, taking her hand from his chest, the emerald betrothal ring he had bought her unnoticed in his fingers. “When I’m under stress,” he emphasized, sliding the magnificent emerald onto her finger, “I buy everything in sight. It took my last ounce of control not to buy one of these in every color. ↗

— Judith McNaught

#elizabeth #ian #judith-mcnaught #change

My heart was a little bit broken, but I still had to go to school. I buttoned my dress shirt over it and my winter coat, too. I hoped it didn't show too much. ↗

— Gabrielle Zevin

#memoir