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‎And yet I have had the weakness, and have still the weakness, to wish you to know with what a sudden mastery you kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#sydney-carton #love

Yearning for love made her feel like a cat that was always twining around ankles, meowing Pet me, pet me, look at me, love me. ↗

— Laini Taylor

#love #yearning #love

If you don’t want me to be in love with you, you’re going to have to stop looking so lovely. First thing tomorrow I’m having your maids sew some potato sacks together for you. ↗

— Kiera Cass

#maxon #love

Its been six weeks," he murmured. "Six weeks I've wanted you. I know how you move, and how the sunlight makes a shadow on the curve of your cheek, and the shape of your ear." He chucked harshly then turned his head on the pillow to look at her. "I'm dying," he said. He dropped his fist against his chest. "Right here, you're killing me. ↗

— Laura Kinsale

#unrequited-love #love

Because you let our love just fall apart You no longer have my heart ↗

— Boyz II Men

#heart #heartbreak #love #relationships #sad

He was still too young to know that the heart's memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good, and that thanks to this artifice we manage to endure the burden of the past. But when he stood at the railing of the ship... only then did he understand to what extent he had been an easy vicitim to the charitible deceptions of nostalgia. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#love

The Prince found Buttercup waiting unhappily outside his chamber doors. It's my letter,' she began. 'I cannot make it right.' Come in, come in,' the Prince said gently. 'Maybe we can help you.' She sat down in the same chair as before. 'All right, I'll close my eyes and listen; read to me.' Westley, my passion, my sweet, my only my own. Come back, come back. I shall kill myself otherwise. Yours in torment, Buttercup.' She looked at Humperdinck. 'Well? Do you think I'm throwing myself at him? ↗

— William Goldman

#love #humor

For children are innocent and love justice, while most of us are wicked and naturally prefer mercy. ↗

— G.K. Chesterton

#justice #mercy #wickedness #love

Sometimes, the only soul that can mend a broken heart is the one that broke it. For they are the ones holding all the pieces. ↗

— Patti Roberts

#heart #love #soul #love

We're cool," I say calmly, although I feel something else. I feel... sad. Like I've lost something I never quite had. ↗

— Christine Seifert

#love