#over

To love her was to taste sweet surrender. For had she not entered his life, he would have sought the wonders of both Heaven and Earth. But she surpassed them all and, by her pleasing nature, stayed him. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#enchanted #love #love-story #lovers #richelle

To hate the hate was just more hate; to reject the rejection was just more rejection; to judge the judging, just more judging. ↗

— T. Scott McLeod

#acceptance-of-oneself #enlightenment #love #overcoming-hatred #overcoming-negativity

Loving isn't about selecting only the good parts. It's about taking the whole and loving the lot. ↗

— Santa Montefiore

#accepting #love #love-story #lovers #loving

You don't just get over it. And it doesn't make any difference if you're supposedly a grown-up. It never goes away. ↗

— Sophie Kinsella

#loss #love

Conor, I could search the world for another swashbuckling scientist, but I doubt if I would find one like you. ↗

— Eoin Colfer

#lovers #romance #scientist #search #swashbuckling

Love is alright for those who can handle the psychic overload. It's like trying to carry a full garbage can on your back over a rushing river of piss!! ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#psychic-overload #love

I can see the green light I can see it in your eyes ↗

— Florence Welch

#over-the-love #love

Then, all but instinctively, I took her in my arms. Pressed against me, her whole body trembling, she continued to cry without a sound. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#love-story #lovers #sadness #tears #love

...this refinement and delicacy were what Cale adored; but Cale had been beaten into shape, hammered in dreadful fires of fear and pain. How could she be with him for long? A secret part of Arbell had been searching for some time for a way to leave her lover—although she was unaware of this, it is only fair to record. And so as Cale waited for her to save him while he worked out a way of saving her, she had already chosen the bitter but reasonable path of the good, of the many over the one... ↗

— Paul Hoffman

#arbell #bad #beat #bitter #cale

Ce ne stiamo in silenzio sotto quel cielo che ci guarda e chissà che pensa di noi. Ci sono sere in cui si vede a malapena una stella ma, se t'innamori, ne vedi tantissime, è come quando sei ubriaco e vedi doppio... stasera se ne vedono a g rappoli. "Carlo, ma le stelle quante sono?" Mi prende il dito e lo punta verso il cielo. "Una, due, tre, quattro"... Quando trovi l'amore puoi fare tutto, puoi anche contare le stelle. E quel cielo non è poi tanto distante e tanto nemico... Sono 351. ↗

— Giulia Carcasi

#lovers #romance #love