#nov

... you’ll have to fall in love at least once in your life, or Paris has failed to rub off on you. ↗

— E.A. Bucchianeri

#first-love #france #love #love-at-first-sight #love-story

El que ella no se lo reproche, no lo justifica a él. Solo demuestra que ella carece de algo, bien de prudencia, bien de sentimiento. ↗

— Jane Austen

#novel #love

Death, everyone fears it in one way or another but when I stood in front of it myself, face to face, I felt no fear. ↗

— Atarah L. Poling

#fear #romance-novels #death

I feel alive when you kiss me. ↗

— Missy Lyons

#desire #kiss #love #lust #romance-novel

He's reading a book called Great Warlocks of the 18th Century, and to get this ball rolling before Dean Devlin shows up and rains on our private parade, I snort and ask, "Good book?" I forget I'm pretending to be sitting behind my two-thousand-ninety-eight-page Highlights of Modern Chemistry book, so he snorts back. "Better than yours. ↗

— Rusty Fischer

#ghouls #heavy-metal #paranormal-romance #romance #romantic-comedy

Jason, I love you and you cannot escape from it. Even if you could, I would never let you go. ↗

— Natalie Ansard

#love-novel #love-story #love

I write romance and passion to savour love twice, in the moment and in retrospect. ↗

— Angeline M. Bishop

#novels #passion #reflection #romance #writers

A short story is a love affair, a novel is a marriage. A short story is a photograph; a novel is a film. ↗

— Lorrie Moore

#short-stories #writing #love

Okay, God, I thought. Get me out of this and I’ll stop my half-assed church-going ways. You got me past a pack of Strigoi tonight. I mean, trapping that one between the doors really shouldn't have worked, so clearly you're on board. Let me get out of here, and I’ll...I don’t know. Donate Adrian’s money to the poor. Get baptized. Join a convent. Well, no. Not that last one. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#humor #paranormal-romance #rose #urban-fantasy #vampire

Novelty and Security: the security of novelty, the novelty of security. Always the full thing, the whole subject, the true subject, stood just behind the one you found yourself contemplating. The trick, but it wasn't a trick, was to take up at once the thing you saw and the reason you saw it as well; to always bite off more than you could chew, and then chew it. If it were self-indulgence for him to cut and polish his semiprecious memories, and yet seem like danger, like a struggle he was unfit for, then self-indulgence was a potent force, he must examine it, he must reckon with it. ↗

— John Crowley

#creativity #inspiration #novelty #security #self-indulgence