#ric

Harper: You, the one part of the real world I wasn't allergic to. ↗

— Tony Kushner

#angels-in-america #drama #kushner #love #queer

Griff had never been the fanciful sort, even as a boy. When he was with Pauline, the world was different. She forced him to see things through fresh eyes. Suddenly his library was the eighth wonder of the world, and Corinthian columns merited blasphemy. A ferry across the Thames was an epic journey, and a kiss . . . a kiss was everything. ↗

— Tessa Dare

#love #love

She knew they were all afraid. But love and disease are both like electricity, Weetzie thought. They are always there -- you can't see or smell or hear, touch or taste them, but you know they are there like a current in the air. We can choose, Weetzie thought, we can choose to plug into the love current instead. ↗

— Francesca Lia Block

#electricity #love #love

I'm guessing whatever 'ways' you have in mind aren't Jill-appropriate either." "Put your books away and I'll show you. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#bloodlines-series #love #richelle-mead #sydney-sage #sydrian

I know I’m not supposed to say this," he said. "But I think I love you more than ever. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#richelle-mead #sydney-sage #the-indigo-spell #love

He pulls me around and kisses me. "You're Mac," he says. "And I'm Jericho. And nothing else matters. Never will. You exist in a place that is beyond all rules for me. Do you understand that?" I do. Jericho Barrons just told me he loves me. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#mac-lane #love

He's been out for a while," she said. "You ready to take a break?" Hopper could exist in this living form or be transformed into a small statue, which helped avoid uncomfortable questions when people came by. Only she could transform him though. "Yeah. He keeps trying to eat my paints. And I don't want him to watch me kiss you goodbye. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#bloodlines-series #callistana #dragon #hopper-the-callistana #love

We could go back," he said. In the dome light of the car, his face looked hard as stone. "We could go back to your house. I can stay with you always. We can know each other's bodies in every way, night after night. I could love you." His nostrils flared, and he looked suddenly proud. "I could work. You would not be poor. I would help you." "Sounds like a marriage," I said, trying to lighten the atmosphere. But my voice was too shaky. "Yes," he said. ↗

— Charlaine Harris

#marriage-proposal #sookie-stackhouse #love

Expect poison from the standing water. ↗

— William Blake

#middle-america #society #marriage

And one day we will die and our ashes will fly from the aeroplane over the sea, but for now we are young, let us lay in the sun, and count every beautiful thing we can see... Can't believe how strange it is to be anything at all. ↗

— Jeff Mangum

#neutral-milk-hotel #beauty