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I remember loving pencils. I was fond of paper. I loved the small of textbooks. I loved the way the light from a desk lamp was bright on a page. I loved the smell of fresh-cut grass. It was a thing everybody loved, but there was no shame in being that much like everybody else, in sharing that. ↗

— Frederick Barthelme

#love-of-teaching #love

Don't let anyone charge you for what God has freely given. ↗

— Paul Ellis

#grace #jesus-christ #love-of-god #love

He did not playfully shake him, as was his wont, or murmur soft love curses; but he whispered in his ear.'As you love me, Buck. As you love me,' was what he whispered. --Call of the Wild ↗

— Jack London

#love

My writing tools were my most precious belongings. My best quill pen was made from a raven’s feather . . . I was often so poor that I could not pay my mantua-maker, but I always invested in the best ink and parchment. I smoothed it with pumice stone till it was as white and fine as my own skin, ready to absorb the rapid scratching of my quill ↗

— Kate Forsyth

#kate-forsyth #love-of-writing #love

Only a few more weeks till spring . . . and a few more weeks then till summer . . . and holidays . . . and Green Gables . . . and golden sunlight on Avonlea meadows . . . and a gulf that will be silver at dawn and sapphire at noon and crimson at sunset . . . and you. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#love #love

He was gorgeous. Every feature on his face perfect, dark and inviting. The boy could be his own photo shoot." Kasey Reese - Men of the Cave ↗

— Marisette Burgess

#men-of-the-cave #paranormal #romance #teen #love

And now I know that this love which thou hast had for the children of men is charity; wherefore, except men shall have charity they cannot inherit that place which thou hast prepared in the mansions of they Father. ↗

— Anonymous

#charity #love

I'll tell u boys it's tough to be alone, and it's tough to love a doll that's not ur own. ↗

— Arther Miller

#love

PAVILIONS OF SUN" Swans do fly High above you All the time Prince of Sun From his pavilion Makes you shine Come, come, come into my garden, lady love Maybe I can hold your gold hand Glide within my gold grove, lady love Know the earth and you'll understand ↗

— Marc Bolan

#bolan #tyrannosaurus-rex #love

Everything has its own equilibrium point. ↗

— Nithisup

#love #philosophy-of-life #rich #life