#nigh

Once the door closed, Tod turned to me. “Girlie, he is fine. He’s fine times twelve. He’s the new definition of fine.” “I’ve been in love with him since I was five,” I told Tod. “I’m in love with him now. I want to have his children,” Tod told me. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#lee-nightingale #tod #love

For a more than miffed Midnight, fate was for emperors, fools and soppy lovers: - fate was the self-important egotism of those doing well, the sheer unbearable arrogance of the living and loved. ↗

— Tom Conrad

#arrogance #chance #destiny #fate #fools

I said, I like my life. If I have to give it back, if they take it from me, let me not feel I wasted any, let me not feel I forgot to love anyone I meant to love, that I forgot to give what I held in my hands, that I forgot to do some little piece of the work that wanted to come through. (complete poem; http://anotherhand.livejournal.com/15...) ↗

— Marge Piercy

#love

The night folded around them with a sweetness and poignancy heightened by the new pale stars that prickled silver fire in the water of the lily ponds, by the scented winds, and by the nearness of each other. ↗

— Pauline Gedge

#love #night #love

We love against the night, burning like stars against the darkness of bread and circuses. ↗

— David Paul Kirkpatrick

#love #night #love

Je t'aime, Lottie. Plus qu'un zloty." I hesitate, not sure what to say. "Well, it's a start...." "'I love you, Lottie, More that a zloty'?" Lorcan translates incredulously. "Seriously?" "Lottie's a difficult rhyme!" Richard says defensively. "You try!" "You could have used 'potty,'" suggests Noah. "'I love you, Lottie, Sitting on the potty.'" "Thanks, Noah," says Richard grouchily. "Appreciate it. ↗

— Sophie Kinsella

#wedding-night #love

Well, I suppose that consequently makes you my favorite nightmare. ↗

— Katja Michael

#love #nightmare #love

See, phrenology is this old Victorian science, which claimed you could determine the dominant traits of a man's personality by studying the bumps on his head. The size and position of these bumps indicated different personality traits. See? Now, /retro-phrenology/ says, why not change a man's personality by hitting him on the head with a hammer, till you raise just the right bumps in the right places!" "One of us needs a lot more drinks," said Alex. "That's starting to make sense. ↗

— Simon R. Green

#john #nightside #phrenology #taylor #change

Below Les Avants there was a chalet where the pension was wonderful and we would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright. ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#love #night #stars #together #love

Give them pleasure. The same pleasure they have when they wake up from a nightmare. ↗

— Alfred Hitchcock

#movies #nightmare #pleasure #movies