#roman

This is love, I think. A place where people who have been alone may lock together like hawks and spin in the air, dizzy with surprise at the connection. A place you go willingly, and with wonder ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#love #romance #faith

Another tug and a yank at my chestnut curls and she snarls at me, “You are so much like her.” This is something my mother often says and never explains. Though it is a great mystery to me it is also a blessing, for she always hurries from the room after saying it. ↗

— Gwenn Wright

#dark-romance #gothic-romance #strong-heroine #suspense-drama #thriller

Never is a man more proud than when he shuffles paper in front of an illiterate person. ↗

— Taona Dumisani Chiveneko

#mystrey #paranormal-romancesuspense #thriller #zimbabwe #thriller

They didn't understand, for we were Shakespeare, and they were mere actors in the play. ↗

— Cassandra Giovanni

#walking-in-the-shadows #ya-romance #ya-thriller #thriller

Sticks and stones may break your bones, but I will surely kill you. ↗

— Kate Sweeney

#thriller-horror #thriller

When I'm not around you that is when I feel breathless. I liken it to being a fish, and you are my water. When I'm not around you, I feel as though I cannot breathe. And you have to understand the irony in that because I've never in my entire existence ever needed to. ↗

— S.L. Naeole

#irony

Who are you?" I asked. "You know who I am," he replied. "I'm yours." ~Clea / Sage, pg. 105 ↗

— Hilary Duff

#hilarious

There is no indication that any church official suggested or supported the emperor's action against gay people. On the contrary, the only persons known by name to have been punished for homosexual acts were prominent bishops. ↗

— John Boswell

#christianity #church #gay-rights #roman-empire #homosexuality

After you were bitten, I knew what would happen. I waited for you to change, every night, so I could bring you back and keep you from getting hurt." A chilly gust of wind lifter his hair and sent a shower of golden leaves glimmering down around him. He spred out his arms, letting them fall into his hands. He looked like a dark angel in an eternal autumn wood. "Did you know you get one happy day for everyone you catch?" I didn't know what he meant, even after he opened his fist to show me the quivering leaves crumpled in his palm. One happy day for every falling leaf you catch." Sam's voice was low. I watched the egdes of the leaves slowly unfold, fluttering in the breeze."How long did you wait?" It would have been romantic if hr'd had the courage to look into my face to say it, but instead, he dropped his eyes to the ground and scuffed his boots in the leaves- countless possibilities for happy days- on the ground. "I haven't stopped." And I should've said something romantic too, but i didn't have the courage, either. So instead, I watched the shy way he was chewing his lip and studying the leaves, and said, "That must've been very borring. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#change

He wasn't that good looking, he had the social skills of a wet cat and the patience of a caffeinated hummingbird ↗

— Karen Chance

#paranormal-romance #vampire #socialism