#ria

But playing your music as loud as you want and coming home drunk aren't real life. Real life, it turns out, is diapers and lawnmowers, decks that need painting, a wife that needs to be listened to, kids that need to be taught right from wrong, a checkbook, an oil change, a sunset behind a mountain, laughter at a kitchen table, too much wine, a chipped tooth, and a screaming child. ↗

— Donald Miller

#diapers #family #marriage #real-life #sunset

Memories of the past year came tumbling down on me. The recent changes and reverses were almost overwhelming. I was learning that life flowed like a river. When the run-off was normal, the water ran smoothly. But if there came a downpour, it gushed. In the likeness to a flooding river, life events were caught up in the course of the devouring stream. ↗

— Mary Margaret Jensen

#life #trials #change

I also finally see that a crimson kiss isn't something you can chase, because it's more than just the passionate meeting of mouths. It's a confession. It's the truth your lips whisper to someone you love. ↗

— Wendelin Van Draanen

#evangeline-bianca-logan #serial-kisser #love

...if he didn't fully understand where I came from, he understood who I was now -- he knew how well done I liked my steak, knew the color of my toothbrush, the expression I made when I realized I'd forgotten to roll up my car window before it rained. ↗

— Curtis Sittenfeld

#marriage #relationships #soulmate #love

When you truly love someone, his/her weaknesses are not meant to be discussed with other people, they are meant to be understood by you. ↗

— Olaotan Fawehinmi

#marriage #olaotan-fawehinmi #relationship #understanding #weaknesses

There are many good inventions on earth, some useful, some pleasing: for their sake, the earth is to be loved. And there is such a variety of well-invented things that the earth is like the breasts of a woman: useful as well as pleasing. ↗

— Friedrich Nietzsche

#earth #humor #materialism #love

Though I had fallen in love with Narian a long time ago, I was continually learning more about him. I'd always been familiar with his principles and his personality, but it was the little things that made a human being. Little things like how he was not accustomed to sharing his space-had I not been forced to hide in his bedroom during his exchange with the High Priestess, I would not yet have seen it. There are other things, as well. He was nearly fluent in three languages in addition to our own; he absolutely could not sleep on his back; and he didn't now how to handle being irritated with me. ↗

— Cayla Kluver

#love

I didn’t care that we were out in public. I didn’t care that he was Moroi. All that mattered was that he was Adrian, my Adrian. My match. My partner in crime. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#cute #i-love-adrian #love

Love is the strangest, most illogical thing in the world.” “I’m not talking about love,” Hadley insisted. “I’m talking about marriage.” Mom shrugged. “That,” she said, “is even worse. ↗

— Jennifer E. Smith

#marriage #love

He might be out of her skin, but she'd left him as something other than what he'd been before- not moral, but not strong enough to deserve the title of Dark King. ↗

— Melissa Marr

#faeries #ink-exchange #irial #love