#ole

It's one of those unforgettable moments that happen as a child, when you discover that all along the world has been betraying you. ↗

— Nicole Krauss

#nicole-krauss #the-history-of-love #love

I stepped in the way of a thief Just to see exactly what she'd take from me She stole my heart, my love and my trust And all of my favorite CDs ↗

— Christa West

#stole #trust #love

Oh no! This is bad. I think my heart was just stolen a little ↗

— Atsushi Otani

#love #stolen #love

Because they do burn leaves here, the older folks do, and I remember now that I love it and always have. The way fall feels at night because of it, because of the crackling sound and walking around the sidewalks, like when you’re a kid, and kicking those soft piles, and seeing smoke from backyards and Mr. Kilstrap standing over the metal drum with the holes in the top, the sparking embers at his feet. ↗

— Megan Abbott

#adolescence #philosophy #reflection #love

No evil can result from its inhibition more pernicious than its toleration. ↗

— Martin Van Buren

#inhibition #more #pernicious #result #than

What deep violence does the mind invent / As polar opposite to love. (In 'Hat Love'). ↗

— Tony Williams

#violence #love

Ty swung around. He was obviously fed up with Ben's negative attitude. ↗

— Lauren Brooke

#horses #tolerance #attitude

As the boys screamed and hauled off handfuls of mulch, Olivier had slowly, deliberately, gently taken Gabri’s hand and held it before gracefully lifting it to his lips. The boys had watched, momentarily stunned, as Olivier had kissed Gabri’s manure-stained hand with his manure-stained lips. The boys had seemed petrified by this act of love and defiance. But just for a moment. Their hatred triumphed and soon their attack had re-doubled. ↗

— Louise Penny

#love #lovers #romance #violence #love

You don't think I could bring myself to mark your lovely skin? I'll take my knife to you, if that's the case. I'll carve my name in your breast so that every beat of your heart will remind you that you are mine—and mine alone. Because blood is binding, and because I would rather see you destroyed than see you free or in the possession of another, so I suggest you not try me, or you will suffer as no earthly creature has.” He slammed her back against the wall. “Or ever will. But that is a suggestion, and one you are free to disregard at your own peril. But you are are going to answer my question. ↗

— Nenia Campbell

#dark #disturbing #horror #ownership #possessive

All writers of confessions from Augustine on down, have always remained a little in love with their sins. ↗

— Anatole France

#confessions #sins #writers #love