#ness

Increase of love brings increase of happiness, when it is mutual, and pure as that will be. ↗

— Anne Brontë

#love #purity #love

I'm not weeping for what I've lost ... I'm just grateful to the Lord, grateful that he gave me so much. ... Praise the Almighty God for what he gave me, for such love and such joy. ↗

— Rosslyn Elliott

#thankfulness #love

After a few brief simple moments, he found her neck, kissing the nape as if it were a peach, grazing her skin barely, causing her to moan out a small tiny little whimper. Before she could take another rbreath, his lips met hers in rapture, and suddenly, she was lost within the tragic abyss of falling beneath a lovebinding spell. ↗

— Keira D. Skye

#blood #blood-magic #darkness #halloween #kiss

Your inability to see the wisdom in someone else is not a reflection on their lack of perspicacity, it is a reflection on yours. ↗

— Ilyas Kassam

#ilyas #kindness #love #omnipotence #perception

How does it feel being a woman's weakness? I mean a real woman. I mean a real weakness. ↗

— Sofía Navarro

#debilidad #edge #love #mujer #mujeres

Gentle lady, do not sing Sad songs about the end of love; Lay aside sadness and sing How love that passes is enough. Sing about the long deep sleep Of lovers that are dead, and how In the grave all love shall sleep: Love is aweary now. ↗

— James Joyce

#sadness #love

In a pocket of his knapsack he'd found a last half packet of cocoa and he fixed it for the boy and then poured his own cup with hot water and sat blowing at the rim. You promised not to do that, the boy said. What? You know what, Papa. He poured the hot water back into the pan and took the boy's cup and poured some of the cocoa into his own and then handed it back. I have to watch you all the time, the boy said. ↗

— Cormac McCarthy

#generosity #love #sacrifice #selflessness #love

I loved our mutual corny sense of humor. Underneath all his macho bravado, he was a dork. Just like me. ↗

— Kate Rockland

#dorky-humor #love

I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you. And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you. No, I don't want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart) No, I don't want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart) With you (This world is only gonna break your heart) What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way. What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you. What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way. What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you and, I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart) No, I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart) With you. ↗

— Chris Isaak

#grieving #sadness-love #dreams

She knew Paul D was adding something to her life—something she wanted to count on but was scared to... His waiting eyes and awful human power. The mind of him that knew her own. Her story was bearable because it was his as well—to tell, to refine and tell again. The things neither knew about the other—the things neither had word-shapes for—well, it would come in time. ↗

— Toni Morrison

#love #pain #sadness #love