#rid

Miss. My. Wife. ↗

— Julia Quinn

#wife #love

All I wanted, even when I hated you most, was some poor, barren, parched excuse to love you. But you only gave me riddles. ↗

— Patricia A. McKillip

#harpist #morgon #patricia-mckillip #riddle-master #love

St Thomas (Aqinas) loved books and lived on books... When asked for what he thanked God most, he answered simply, ‘I have understood every page I ever read’. ↗

— G.K. Chesterton

#pride #love

But if you've ever felt love, you'll know how painful it is to suffer for love. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#love #love

There are few couples as unhappy as those who are too proud to admit their unhappiness. ↗

— P.D. James

#love #pride #unhappiness #love

Love hath no pride. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#pride #love

Anger can keep you warm at night, and wounded pride can spur a man to wondrous things. ↗

— Patrick Rothfuss

#motivation #wounded-pride #anger

The art of Frida Kahlo is a ribbon around a bomb' (Andre Breton qtd. p. 55) ↗

— Christina Burrus

#art

Shortly after you left the room, Bushell came over and spoke to your father. I was not near enough to hear what he said, but Maria Lucas told me afterwards that he had been -' (she smiled) 'amazingly impertinent.' 'Peter actually spoke to Papa?' 'He did. According to Maria, he had the impudence to criticise Mr Bennet for his treatment of you. I must say it gives me the most favourable idea of his character. ↗

— Jennifer Paynter

#cute #honor #jane-austen #love #mary-bennet

Peter.' It was the first time I had used his name. 'You heard me sing tonight, did you not?' 'Yes, love.' The endearment took my breath away - made me forget what I meant to say. I stood there with but one thought: He must care about me. ↗

— Jennifer Paynter

#love #lovely #mary-bennet #peter-bushell #pride-and-prejudice