#or

Could you have possibly put more water between us? ↗

— Saundra Mitchell

#love #nathaniel-witherspoon #love

here’s a toast to Alan Turing born in harsher, darker times who thought outside the container and loved outside the lines and so the code-breaker was broken and we’re sorry yes now the s-word has been spoken the official conscience woken – very carefully scripted but at least it’s not encrypted – and the story does suggest a part 2 to the Turing Test: 1. can machines behave like humans? 2. can we? ↗

— Matt Harvey

#cs #gay #glbt #history #poetry

I've heard the saying you can't miss what you never had. Only I did. The disappointment hurt ↗

— Wendy Higgins Sweet Evil

#hurt #love #sweet-evil #love

You can never replace someone you love like that. Eventually the memories won’t be so hard on you. With time, the memories will make you smile and you will be grateful for having them. ↗

— N.M. Facile

#memory #love

Every story is us ↗

— Rumi

#story #love

Saat pasir tempatmu berpijak pergi ditelan ombak, akulah lautan yang memeluk pantaimu erat. ↗

— Dee

#memory-soul #love

I knew then that Jocelyn would never come back to me, because of you. You are the only thing in the world she ever loved more than she loved me. And because of that she hates me. And because of that, I hate the sight of you ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#valentine-morgenstern #love

I love my husband like a pig loves shit. ↗

— Julie Powell

#humor

You are aware of only one unrest; Oh, never learn to know the other! Two souls, alas, are dwelling in my breast, And one is striving to forsake its brother. Unto the world in grossly loving zest, With clinging tendrils, one adheres; The other rises forcibly in quest Of rarefied ancestral spheres. If there be spirits in the air That hold their sway between the earth and sky, Descend out of the golden vapors there And sweep me into iridescent life. Oh, came a magic cloak into my hands To carry me to distant lands, I should not trade it for the choicest gown, Nor for the cloak and garments of the crown. ↗

— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

#magic #spirit #unrest #world #life

He had a word, too. Love, he called it. But I had been used to words for a long time. I knew that that word was like the others: just a shape to fill a lack; that when the right time came, you wouldn't need a word for that anymore than for pride or fear. ↗

— William Faulkner

#words #love