#no

Sé mi chica, Nora. Sé mi todo. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick Finale

#love #nora-grey #pacth-cipriano #love

She saw the snowy poles of moonless Mars, That marvellous round of milky light Below Orion, and those double stars Whereof the one more bright Is circled by the other ↗

— Alfred Tennyson

#doom #enoch-arden #kisses #love #love

Edna restored the toffee to the centre of her tongue and sucking pleasurably, resumed her typing of Naked Love by Armand Levine. Its painstaking eroticism left her uninterested--as indeed it did most of Mr. Levine's readers, in spite of his efforts. He was a notable example of the fact that nothing can be duller than dull pornography. ↗

— Agatha Christie

#humour #pornography #sarcasm #love

She had discovered that her love of knowing was not unnatural or sinful but the direct consequence of a God-given ability to reason. ↗

— Donna Woolfolk Cross

#love

If it was true that moss did not have roots, and maternal love could grow spontaneously, as if from nothing, perhaps I had been wrong to believe myself unfit to raise my daughter. Perhaps the unattached, the unwanted, the unloved, could grow to give love as lushly as anyone else. ↗

— Vanessa Diffenbaugh

#the-unloved #the-unwanted #love

I love you, Silvia. I have always loved you. I loved you before forever began and I’ll love you still after forever ends.” --Oliver ↗

— Melodie Ramone

#novel-quote #love

AUTUMNAL Pale amber sunlight falls across The reddening October trees, That hardly sway before a breeze As soft as summer: summer's loss Seems little, dear! on days like these. Let misty autumn be our part! The twilight of the year is sweet: Where shadow and the darkness meet Our love, a twilight of the heart Eludes a little time's deceit. Are we not better and at home In dreamful Autumn, we who deem No harvest joy is worth a dream? A little while and night shall come, A little while, then, let us dream. Beyond the pearled horizons lie Winter and night: awaiting these We garner this poor hour of ease, Until love turn from us and die Beneath the drear November trees. ↗

— Ernest Dowson

#fall #november #october #seasons #dreams

You're such a bitch; I tell I love you and what do you do next? You drop me like a bad habit. Hasn't it occurred to you I may deserve better than a coldhearted hypocrite so full of fears and prejudices she can't tell her head from her ass? I won't beg for anyone's love, and yours is no exception. I deserve a woman that doesn't have to be talked into showing that she cares. Someone who'd trust my commitment to her. ↗

— Elle Aycart

#the-crux-of-the-problem #love

Ci eravamo incontrati perché doveva succedere, e anche se non fosse stato quel giorno, prima o poi ci saremmo sicuramente incontrati da qualche altra parte. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#destino #destiny #love #serendipity #love

All the barriers were gone. I had unwound the string she had given me, and found my way out of the labyrinth to where she was waiting. I loved her with more than my body. ↗

— Daniel Keyes

#flowers-for-algernon #love