#not

Smartass Disciple: Master, how could I know that you’ve told me the whole truth? Master of Stupidity: Someday. [Never on earth. Otherwise I’d lose you and my job] ↗

— Toba Beta

#life #nothing-but-the-truth #whole-truth #life

Could a literary life be referred to with the iambic pentameter of, say, harnessing wind power, transplanting hearts or saving the whales. Or did it necessitate the sombre and monotonous dirge of software, priority banking or turbine building. ↗

— Anita Nair

#monotony #professions #significance #writing #life

I want, I want, I want... At this point I'm just a mass of seething wants, but what I want I'm not really sure of. (Like going to the fridge, and opening it, letting all the cold air out...and not knowing what it is you want to eat. You stand with the door open hoping that something will you inspire you.) I'm standing with the door open at the fridge of life, and I want. ↗

— Joanne Horniman

#secret-scribbled-notebooks #inspirational

So, it's not gonna be easy. It's gonna be really hard. We're gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, you and me, every day. Will you do something for me, please? Just picture your life for me? Thirty years from now, forty years from now? What's it look like? If it's with him- go. Go! I lost you once, I think I can do it again, if I thought that's what you really wanted. But don't you take the easy way out. ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#the-notebook #life

I have no use for divine patience - My lips are now burning and everywhere. I am running from every corner of this earth and sky Wanting to kiss you. ↗

— حافظ

#love

Because I'm good with me & god, it's the "between me & the parents" part I still have problems with. ↗

— Wade Kelly

#love

A note, who writes a note like that? Who were you to write one to me? it boomed inside me the whole time, an explosion over and over, the joy of what you wrote to me jumpy shrapnel in my bloodstream. I can't have it near me anymore, I'm grenading it back to you, as soon as I unfold it and read it and cry one more time. Because me too, and fuck you. Even now. ↗

— Daniel Handler

#love #note #love

Griffin, please,” she whispered. “Do you want me?” he asked. “Yes!” She tossed her head restlessly. She’d explode if he didn’t give her release soon. “Do you need me?” He kissed her nipple too gently. “Please, please, please.” “Do you love me?” And somehow, despite her extremis, she saw the gaping hole of the trap. She peered up at him blindly in the dark. She couldn’t see his face, his expression. “Griffin,” she sighed hopelessly. “You can’t say it, can you?” he whispered. “Can’t admit it either. ↗

— Elizabeth Hoyt

#griffinlordsexy #hero #notorious-pleasures #love

Without love everything can be nothing. Does that make me want to love? No. For me, Ignorance is still better than martyrdom. ↗

— Ira N. Barin

#ignorance #love #martyrdom #nothingness #numbness

I think we could be friends," he said, falling into step with her. "It's perfect because I wouldn't fall in love with you, like I do with the mermaids. Girls always seem so exotic. But it would be okay with you, because you're more like...you know. Not like a girl." He shrugged. ↗

— Jodi Lynn Anderson

#girl #just-friends #not-like-a-girl #peter-pan #tiger-lily