#ny

…he glanced over his shoulder at her, regarding her, as he often did before they made love, as if she were a lost continent about to be rediscovered. ↗

— Tom Robbins

#sex #skinny-legs-and-all #tom-robbins #love

How strange, Royce thought, that, after emerging victorious from more than a hundred real battles, the greatest moment of triumph he had ever known had come to him on a mock battlefield where he'd stood alone, unhorsed, and defeated. This morning, his life had seemed as bleak as death. Tonight, he held joy in his arms. Someone or something—fate or fortune or Jenny's God—had looked down upon him this morning and seen his anguish. And, for some reason, Jenny had been given back to him. Closing his eyes, Royce brushed a kiss against her smooth forehead. Thank you, he thought. And in his heart, he could have sworn he heard a voice answer, You're welcome. ↗

— Judith McNaught

#god #jenny #judith-mcnaught #roycesweetiepie #death

That was the first time ever in history that anybody got Special Guest Star. I started that whole nonsense. ↗

— Jonathan Harris

#ever #first #first time #got #guest

Destiny cuts the cake of love, Three slices to some, To others, a crumb. ↗

— Stefano Benni

#destiny #love #love

How strange it was to think that he, who such a short time ago dared not believe in the happiness of her loving him, now felt unhappy because she loved him too much! ↗

— Leo Tolstoy

#levin #love #love

Magick Time. ↗

— Lesley Livingston

#love #sonny #love

You weren't being punished. You were waiting for me. ↗

— Jean M. Auel

#destiny #fate #jondalar #love #love

But soon I loved her completely and wished to possess her, own her, absorb her, eat her. I wanted her in my arms and in my bed, I longed she would open her legs to me ↗

— Ian Mcewan

#mysogyny #possession #sex #love

The right thing to do would be for you to acknowledge that you feel something for me that's remotely close to what I feel for you. I've asked only for a single grain of sand from you, Persephone, while I'm the whole fucking beach at your feet... ↗

— Linda Robertson

#johnny #pleas #love

Regret and pangs of conscience are feelings we assign to others to make the world seem a little more fair, to even things out a little and provide consolation. In reality, those who do wrong to us never think about us as much as we think about them, and that is the ultimate irony: their deeds live inside us, festering, while they live out in the world, plucking peaches off trees, biting juicily into them, their minds on things lovely and sweet. ↗

— Samuel Park

#others #regret #love