#pa

Lo constatò con la compassione dei figli che la vita ha trasformato a poco a poco in padri dei loro padri, e per la prima volta si dispiacque di non essere stato insieme al suo nella solitudine dei suoi errori. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#padre #love

si lasciò trasportare dalla sua convinzione che gli esseri umani non nascono sempre il giorno in cui le loro madri le danno alla luce, ma che la vita li costringe ancora molte altre volte a partorirsi da sé. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#nascita #parto #vita #love

I kept reaching for my muses, my wandering muses, floating on clouds filled with their passions.” (Muses of Wandering Passions, p. 64) ↗

— Chimnese Davids

#life #love #muses #passion #understanding

I remember I’ve never shared tears with someone that longed for (me) and loved me; I didn’t know how to be compassionate.” (The truth, the lies & the love, p. 76) ↗

— Chimnese Davids

#hurt #life #lost #remembrance-of-things-past #love

Love don't make things nice, it ruins everything, it breaks your heart, it makes things a mess. We're not here to make things perfect. Snowflakes are perfect. The stars are perfect. Not us. We are here to ruin ourselves and break our hearts and love the wrong people and die. ↗

— John Patrick Shanley Moonstruck

#moonstruck #ronnie #love

The Peace Panda Says: What The World Needs Now Is Peace And Love...So We Can All Get Along <3 ↗

— Timothy Pina

#legend-of-the-peace-panda #love

The heat intensified. My emotions were spinning out of control. The euphoria was maddening. Out of pure instinct, I pulled away and leaned against the wall, unable to find enough air to breathe. The more I pulled away, the strong the raw ache inside of me became, causing me more pain than the lack of oxygen in the room. Then I realized the source of my pain. It dawned on me with a shocking certainty. I hadn't wanted to pull away from Nathan. I needed him closer in order to feel safe. I needed his touch, his feel. I needed him now more than I ever had. ↗

— Markelle Grabo

#fantasy #love #nathan #passion #ramsey

Soulmate adalah saat jiwa kita menemukan orang yang bisa bikin kita bahagia tanpa alasan dan menerima kita apa adanya. ↗

— LoveinParisSeason

#love

Rafe had sat back in his chair so his face was in the shadow, but she knew he was watching her through half-closed eyes. When he leaned forward, the fire from the candles flickered, throwing shadows on the planes of his face. She could see his eyes clearly now, and their steady focus was causing her insides to stir. There was romance in the still air; the rhythm of dripping water from the fountain behind him, the velvet sky studded with stars, the balmy perfumes of the night, all combined to accompany the endless song that had begun in her heart again as she watched him, enthralled. ↗

— Hannah Fielding

#passion #romance #love

They had started speaking of “women and children”—that phrase that exempts the male from sanity when it has been repeated a few times. Each felt that all he loved best in the world was at stake, demanded revenge, and was filled with a not unpleasing glow, in which the chilly and half-known features of Miss Quested vanished, and were replaced by all that is sweetest and warmest in private life. “But it’s the women and children,” they repeated, and the Collector knew he ought to stop them intoxicating themselves, but he hadn’t the heart. ↗

— E.M. Forster

#love