#ps

Love is the great intangible. In our nightmares, we can create beasts out of pure emotion. Hate stalks the streets with dripping fangs, fear flies down narrow alleyways on leather wings, and jealousy spins sticky webs across the sky. In daydreams, we can maneuver with poise, foiling an opponent, scoring high on fields of glory while crowds cheer, cutting fast to the heart of an adventure. But what dream state is love? Frantic and serene, vigilant and calm, wrung-out and fortified, explosive and sedate –love commands a vast army of moods. Hoping for victory, limping from the latest skirmish, lovers enter the arena once again. Sitting still, we are as daring as gladiators. ↗

— Diane Ackerman

#nature #psychology #science #sexuality #dreams

There is a soul-jealousy that can be as frantic as any body-jealousy. ↗

— Arthur Conan Doyle

#jealousy

That I have no right to be jealous is irrelevant. It is a human passion: the sick, white underbelly of love. ↗

— Anita Shreve

#love #relationships #jealousy

If you need something from somebody always give that person a way to hand it to you. ↗

— Sue Monk Kidd

#empowerment #life #relationships #subtlety #life

One of my main regrets in life is giving considerable thought to inconsiderate people. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#inconsiderate #inconsiderate-people #life #people #regret

He knew one of the women well, and had shared his universe with her. They had seen the same mountains, and the same trees, although each of them had seem them differently. She knew his weaknesses, his moments of hatred, of despair. Yet she was there at his side. They shared the same universe. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#love #relationships #life

This is what happened in love. One of you cried a lot and then both of you grew sarcastic. ↗

— Lorrie Moore

#relationships #sarcasm #life

We can't win against obsession. They care, we don't. They win. ↗

— Douglas Adams

#life

Wanting him to come back before anyone notices part of the world has not moved since he left. ↗

— Brian Andreas

#longing #love #relationships #story-people #life

He walked out in the gray light and stood and he saw for a brief moment the absolute truth of the world. The cold relentless circling of the intestate earth. Darkness implacable. The blind dogs of the sun in their running. The crushing black vacuum of the universe. And somewhere two hunted animals trembling like ground-foxes in their cover. Borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it. ↗

— Cormac McCarthy

#life #the-road #thoughtful #life