#passion

Love, they say, enslaves and passion is a demon and many have been lost for love. I know this is true, but I know too that without love we grope the tunnels of our lives and never see the sun. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#passion #love

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

— Terry Spear

#love-romance-passion #susan #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

The Noblest form of Affection ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#love #male #men #passion #love

Make sure you do not have friends otherwise you have to keep them at bay." "You was my friend too!" The brow of the young side stood up with surprise and he darkened even more. His eyes stole fire. "Now I'm not?" "I do not know anymore what you are!" I admitted with pain. Gods and Guardians ↗

— Georgia Kakalopoulou

#love #passion #love

Oh, Coral, Coral,” he murmured, his one almost reproachful, but still he did not make any attempt to cross the space between them. Unspoken words and unfulfilled gestures trembled in the air. In the flickering light of the fire, his bronze skin glowed warmly. Rafe stood there very still, the muscles in his body tense. Coral knew he was waiting for her. She could feel the familiar ache, shattering the last of her control. Before she knew it, she was against him, her arms around his neck. She looked up at him, her lips parted, soft and moist. ↗

— Hannah Fielding

#passion #romance #love

Так необычайна и явна была сумасшедшая их связь, так исступлённо горели они бесстыдным полымем, людей не совестясь и не таясь, худея и чернея в лицах на глазах у соседей, что теперь на них при встречах почему-то стыдились люди смотреть. ↗

— Mikhail Sholokhov

#passion #love

Lei aveva scoperto a poco a poco l'incertezza dei passi del marito, i turbamenti d'umore, le crepe della memoria, l'abitudine recenti di singhiozzare nel sonno, ma non li aveva considerati segni inequivocabili della ruggine finale, bensì un ritorno felice all'infanzia. Per questo non lo trattava come un vecchio difficile ma come un bambino senile, e quell'inganno era stato provvidenziale per entrambi avendoli messi in salvo dalla compassione. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#senilità #love

Really good writing has purpose and that purpose should be to shape other minds to desire truth and a more noble purpose in life and to become more thoughtful and knowledgable about important things like being kind and loving towards all living beings on our planet and not just humans but all animals. ↗

— Susan Waterfield

#existence #meaning #purpose #seeking-truth #writing

Lying is wrong. When you tell a lie for the sake of sparing someone's feelings it is not suddenly right, but it is compassionate. And is not compassion a form of love? Love—the greatest of all virtues! So, my darling, I do wrong for you; I lie that you might feel loved. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#lie #love #lying #richelle #richelle-goodrich