#perfect

When did creating a flawless facade become a more vital goal than learning to love the person who lives inside your skin? ↗

— Ellen Hopkins

#love

He leaned down, far enough that the dark ends of his hair brushed feather-light against her face, caught in her lashes, She had just enough time to take in a breath, to blink, to part her lips before he took them with his own. Time froze. Her heart ceased to beat. Her eyes fluttered shut. The cool slip of the small metal loop pressed into her skin as he kissed her. Urgent. Gentle. So slow. Sweet, soft demolition. He tasted of cloves and coffee. And of something else. A farawat essence, familiar and yet somehow foreign, too. Something sere and arid. A little like some. A little like decay Ash. ↗

— Kelly Creagh

#kissing #love #perfect #love

But I've grown thoughtful now. And you have lost Your early-morning freshness of surprise At being so utterly mine: you've learned to fear The gloomy, stricken places in my soul, And the occasional ghosts that haunt my gaze. ↗

— Siegfried Sassoon

#love #pain #the-imperfect-lover #love

I think if love is real, and headed toward the altar, the sex part-within reason-can wait. ↗

— Ellen Hopkins

#love

I bought a selection of short, romantic fiction novels, studied them, decided that I had found a formula and then wrote a book that I figured was the perfect story. Thank goodness it was rejected. ↗

— Louise Brown

#bought #decided #fiction #figured #formula

The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom, but love is the perfection of it". 'Perfection ↗

— Steve Copland

#love

There is perfect love in Heaven! ↗

— Anne Brontë

#love #perfection #love

Perfection is real. It occurs when you find that other part of you, that other person, that when combined you become one, perfect being. ↗

— Shannan Jacoby

#combined #love #perfect #perfection #love

Jo told me once that she was an old woman everywhere but in her studio. “There I’m only myself,” she’d said. Standing in the middle of masterpieces that only Jo had ever seen and touched, I knew what she meant. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#art-studio #artist #creativity #dating #glass-girl

Her eyes travel down to where he's gripping the handle of her suitcase. "What're you doing?" she asks, blinking at him. "You looked like you needed some help." Hadley just stares at him. "And this way it's perfectly legal," he adds with a grin. ↗

— Jennifer E. Smith

#cute #perfectly-legal #love