#rin

Didn't I say I'd always be your same stars? If you get to missing me, just look up. ↗

— Anne Rivers Siddons

#missing #parted #remembering #love

I always loved you, Will, whatever you did. And now I need you to do for me what I cannot do for myself. For you to be my eyes when I do not have them. For you to be my hands when I cannot use my own. For you to be my hear when mine is done with beating. No, said Will wildly. No, no, no. I will not be those things. Your eyes will see, your hands will feel, your hear will continue to beat. But if not, Will- If I could tear myself in half, I would-that half of me might remain with you and half follow Tessa- Half of you would be no good to either of us, said Jem. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clockwork-princess #jem-carstairs #page- #love

One does not love a place the less for having suffered in it, unless it has been all suffering, nothing but suffering. ↗

— Jane Austen

#does #having #less #love #nothing

Suddenly Faramir stirred, and he opened his eyes, and he looked on Aragorn who bent over him; and a light of knowledge and love was kindled in his eyes, and he spoke softly. 'My lord, you called me. I come. What does the king command? ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#faramir #lord-of-the-rings #middle-earth #tolkien #love

It's always times like these when I think of you and I wonder if you ever think of me. ↗

— Vanessa Carlton

#love #lyrics #wanting #wondering #love

He made the world to be a grassy road Before her wandering feet. ↗

— W. B. Yeates

#the-rose-of-the-world #wandering #love

Language is the crowning achievement of human beings, and that is something Muslims have always known and revered. We are a literate people whose miracle is a Book from an unlettered man, peace and blessings be upon him, who was the most articulate and eloquent human being who ever lived. We honor our Prophet, peace and blessings be upon him, in honoring language that he loved so much and used so well. ↗

— Hamza Yusuf

#love

But we all suffer. For we all prize and love; and in this present existence of ours, prizing and loving yield suffering. Love in our world is suffering love. Some do not suffer much, though, for they do not love much. Suffering is for the loving. This, said Jesus, is the command of the Holy One: "You shall love your neighbor as yourself." In commanding us to love, God invites us to suffer. ↗

— Nicholas Wolterstorff

#love #suffering #love

In Irena’s head the alcohol plays a double role: it frees her fantasy, encourages her boldness, makes her sensual, and at the same time it dims her memory. She makes love wildly, lasciviously, and at the same time the curtain of oblivion wraps her lewdness in an all-concealing darkness. As if a poet were writing his greatest poem with ink that instantly disappears. ↗

— Milan Kundera

#drinking #forget #forgetting #love #personality

'Twas on an evening fair I went to take the air, I heard a maid making her moan; Said, 'Saw ye my father? Or saw ye my mother? Or saw ye my brother John? Or saw ye the lad I that I love best, And his name it is Sweet William? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#tessa #will #love