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You know that when I hate you, it is because I love you to a point of passion that unhinges my soul. ↗

— Julie de Lespinasse

#love #passion #relationships #romance #love

I have so much love for you, I could fill rooms with it. Buildings. You’re surrounded by it wherever you go, you walk through it, breathe it...it’s in your lungs, and under your tongue, and between your fingers and toes...” His mouth moved passionately over hers, urging her lips apart. It was a kiss to level mountains and shake stars from the sky. It was a kiss to make angels faint and demons weep...a passionate, demanding, soul-searing kiss that nearly knocked the earth off its axis. Or at least that was how Poppy felt about it. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#kleypas #love #passion #romance #love

As I focus on diligent joy, I also keep remembering a simple idea my friend Darcey told me once -- that all the sorrow and trouble of this world is caused by unhappy people. Not only in the big global Hitler-'n'-Stalin picture, but also on the smallest personal level. Even in my own life, I can see exactly where my episodes of unhappiness have brought suffering or distress or (at the very least) inconvenience to those around me. The search for contentment is, therefore, not merely a self-preserving and self-benefiting act, but also a generous gift to the world. Clearing out all your misery gets you out of the way. You cease being an obstacle, not only to yourself but to anyone else. Only then are you free to serve and enjoy other people. ↗

— Elizabeth Gilbert

#life

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. ↗

— Pablo Neruda

#passion #poetry #love

He drew a circle that shut me out- Heretic , rebel, a thing to flout. But love and I had the wit to win: We drew a circle and took him In ! From the poem " Outwitted ↗

— Edwin Markham

#heretic #love #poem #rebel #wit

I caught the happy virus last night When I was out singing beneath the stars. It is remarkably contagious - So kiss me. ↗

— حافظ

#love

A man can know his father, or his son, and there might still be nothing between them but loyalty and love and mutual incomprehension. ↗

— Marilynne Robinson

#love

Look, it's easy to outsmart a werewolf or a vampire," Jace said. "They're no smarter than anyone else. But faeries live for hundreds of years and they're as cunning as snakes. They can't lie, but they love to engage in creative truth-telling. They'll find out whatever it is you want most in the world and give it to you—with a sting in the tail of the gift that will make you regret you ever wanted it in the first place." He sighed. "They're not really about helping people. More about harm disguised as help. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#faerie #help-harm #hurt #jace-wayland #lie

تصوَّر أنني أُحبُّك - والله أُحبُّك - بهذا الشكل العفوي وأنا أشقُّ برتقالةً نصفَينِ... أتذكّرك وأنا أعبر الشارع نحو الرصيف المقابل... أتذكّرك وأنا أضع طلاء أظافري الأحمر البرّاق... أتذكّرك وأنا أُمرِّر يدي فوق رؤوس الأطفال... أتذكّرك وأنا أقف أمام البحر الهائل الزُّرقة... أتذكّرك وأنا أختار أثاث البيت... أتذكّرك وأنا أُغلِّف هدايا العيد... أتذكّرك وأنا أستيقظ صباحاً... أتذكّرك إييييه يا صديقي؛ البنت المُتوجِّسة خيفةً من زمن سيء؛ تُحبُّكَ الآن . ↗

— Nour Albawardi

#حب #love

I will wait for you as long as it takes. I will love you every moment across time. ↗

— Lauren Kate

#love