#pa

Mocho was a Spanish word that meant maimed or referred to something that had been lopped off like a stump. To call Homer el mocho was, essentially, to call him "Stumpy" or "the maimed one." It doesn't sound particularly flattering, but among Spanish speakers the giving of nicknames is tantamount to a declaration of love. Things that would sound insulting outright in English were tokens of deep affection when said in Spanish. ↗

— Gwen Cooper

#english #language #nicknames #spanish #love

Is that so? He who lives in the mountains years for the city, and the city-dweller would rather live in the mountains," the Abbot chuckled, "and nothing is ever to one's liking... ↗

— Eiji Yoshikawa

#the-heike-story #love

Here--you warriors--why this moaning and complaining? Have you no more sense than toads and vipers? Our time hasn't come. Have you no patience? Are we not the 'trodden weed' still? The time is not yet here for us to raise our heads. Must you still complain? ↗

— Eiji Yoshikawa

#taira-no-kiyomori #the-heike-story #love

They never looked at anyone else, only at each other, with an expression that halted me. It was tender, loving, yes, but in an inhuman way, so intense. Divine, I felt. Or insane. ↗

— Anita Desai

#studies-in-the-park #love

Cursed,” he once cried in a fit of rage. His temper has always been as restless and unpredictable as the sea itself. But his words had power behind them and I felt the effects instantly. Too late to take it back. ↗

— Jennifer Silverwood

#love-story #modern-myth #paranormal-romance #sea-stories #stay

It was as if we'd pressed ourselves together until his bones passed through mine and we were the same person, ever so briefly. ↗

— Paula McLain

#the-paris-wife #love

And in a blinding flash my wedding dress, which is hung right there, opposite me, in the corner of the bedroom, comes alive. The heavy satin rustles like it’s just about to breathe. The lace trembles in the cold air. And for a moment the beading glitters. It blinks, like it’s trying to bring back some memory. So bright, so dazzling! Then the dress sinks back into the dark." Anita, in Apart From Love ↗

— Uvi Poznansky

#love

This spicy historical will steal your breath, and capture your heart. -Susan Sigler, Love Romance Passion ↗

— Terry Spear

#love-romance-passion #susan #love

Hijinxs and crazy shenanigans that’ll leave you chuckling to the bewilderment of those around you - Love Romance Passion ↗

— Libby Malin

#love-romance-pasison #love

Yesterday's tomorrow brought us close.... Tomorrow's yesterday pulled us apart again. Between yesterdays and tomorrows, a life lived ! We blossomed and wilted, blossomed and wilted again ! ↗

— Deeba Salim Irfan

#love #passion #time #tomorrow #yesterday