#nat

He fell to the seat, she by his side. There no more words. The stars were beginning to shine. How was it that their lips met? How is it that the birds sing, the the snow melts, that the rose opens, that May blooms, that the dawn whitens behind the black trees on the shivering summit of the hills? ↗

— Victor Hugo

#nature #love

At the time he had closed in upon himself, denying her a place of entry. She was tenacious, aggressive as a lover, had tried to prise the pieces of him apart. Only when she failed had she finally let go, by then months had passed. She loved like she was going to war, but she was also not the kind of woman to wait for a man. Valiant in battle, noble in defeat. She walked away and never looked back ↗

— Aminatta Forna

#forna #love #memory #nenebah #love

I love you so much I hate you... ↗

— Carlene Carter

#anderbo-com #carlene-carter #every-little-thing #father-must #gail-hochman

And afterwards, if you had asked any of the survivors how they had managed it, they would not have been able to tell you. It was as if those days in the forest, the escape to the city, had passed in a trance. The mind creates an alternative state. ↗

— Aminatta Forna

#forna #kai #love #memory #love

And then the second thing you have to do is go and see your son. That is a duty of love, Andrew. It's as simple as that. A duty of love. Do you understand what I'm saying to you? ↗

— Alexander McCall Smith

#witty #love

To love a swamp, however, is to love what is muted and marginal, what exists in the shadows, what shoulders its way out of mud and scurries along the damp edges of what is most commonly praised. And sometimes its invisibility is a blessing. Swamps and bogs are places of transition and wild growth, breeding grounds, experimental labs where organisms and ideas have the luxury of being out of the spotlight, where the imagination can mutate and mate, send tendrils into and out of the water. ↗

— Barbara Hurd

#change #imagination #life #light #mind

A man can't love you because you haven't read as many books as he has? He can't love you because you don't speak French or because you don't go to operas? You're telling me we have to fall in love with people who are just like us? ↗

— Billie Letts

#love #novalee-nation #opposites-attract #love

Live your life with a perspective of “Us ↗

— Martin Suarez

#compassionate #life #life-lessons #love #one-body

She loves dogs. And in time, who knows, maybe she would even have ended up loving the type of dogs who eat other small dogs for lunch. -- Leslie McNeill ↗

— Richard Finney

#alpha-male #apocalyptic #contemporary #extraterrestrials #paranormal

And there, tucked in his soul, was the love he felt for Sabella since the moment he had seen her. ↗

— Lora Leigh

#love-at-first-sight #malone #nathan #noah #sabella