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Tenderness and Rot Tenderness and rot share a border. And rot is an aggressive neighbor whose iridescence keeps creeping over. No lessons can be drawn from this however. One is not two countries. One is not meat corrupting. It is important to stay sweet and loving. ↗


— Kay Ryan


#love

I loved the full heat of being drunk, like I was made of melting chocolate and spreading in all directions. ↗


— Leslie Jamison


#drunk #drunken-behaviour #drunkenness #love

I know that suffering is one place where He ministers to us the most. So to think that we've had our quota would be foolish. I am just longing for the day when all the pain stops. ↗


— Mary Beth Chapman


#god-s-love #pain #perseverance #suffering #love

In love, one always begins in deceiving oneself, and one always ends in deceiving others. ↗


— Oscar Wilde


#love

Joscelin, is love supposed to make you feel like you’re sick and dying, and mad enough to hit someone and drunk with joy, and your heart’s a boulder n your chest trying to burst into a thousand pieces all at once?” “Mm-hmm.” He finished his ale. “That would be love. ↗


— Jacqueline Carey


#imriel-no-montreve #joscelin-verreuil #love #love

Of course, the diary helps me as well. 'That wasn't your position on July 7, 1991,' I'll remind Hugh an hour after we've had a fight. I'd have loved to rebut him sooner, but it takes awhile to look these things up. ↗


— David Sedaris


#journaling #love

Michael tousled my hair and said, "Remember, no more skateboards, right?" And then this gem: "If you ever break your arm skateboarding again..." He paused, flashing me a dimpled Charles Ingalls grin, which then suddenly disappeared. "I'll break the other one. ↗


— Alison Arngrim


#humour #love

No more creepy online alter egos in the name of love. ↗


— Elizabeth Rudnick


#love #love

Her fingers clenched against his shoulder blades. “You don’t know what you’re asking.” “Do I not?” He threaded his hands gently around her neck. “I’m asking you to make love with me.” That word again. She opened her eyes. “Gareth,” she whispered. “Please. Don’t. This is hard enough—” She stopped speaking as his gaze pierced her. Incredible. Last night had seemed so intimate. And yet it had been so dark that she had not been able to see anything other than flashes of light, reflecting off the surface of his skin. Now she could look into his eyes. They were golden-brown. They were not cutting or dismissive. And even though she could see the desire smolder inside them, there was something else in them that turned her belly to liquid. ↗


— Courtney Milan


#gareth #jenny #proof-by-seduction #love

Abram: .. One [Sentient] often believes it best to choose the higher path over the companionship of another. But, this circumstance draws to mind a point which Seers might forget to easily. Lily: What's that? Abram: That Love is the higher path ↗


— Jennifer DeLucy


#love #love






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