#romance

Love wasn't a happening one decided on---to indulge or not, to partake or not. To feel or not. When it came, when it struck, the only decision left to make was how to respond---whether you embraced it, took it in, and made it a part of you, or whether you turned your back and let it die. ↗

— Stephanie Laurens

#love

~Do you like him much? ~I told you I like him a little. Where is the use of caring for him so very much? He is full of faults. ~Is he? ~All boys are. ~More than girls? ~Very likely. Wise people say it is folly to think anyboy perfect, and as to likes and diskiles, we should be friendly to all, and worship none. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#girls #love #relationships #romance #love

There is only one kind of love, but there are a thousand different versions. ↗

— François de La Rochefoucauld

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Love and ego can never exist together, just as the Sun and shadow cannot. ↗

— Banani Ray

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Oh, you want me to lie still while you check me out? Damn, Red, if I'd have known that earlier I would've been horizontal already. ↗

— M.A. Stacie

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An aphrodisiac will disappear, delusional, like permanence or wealth - a shimmering, as if love were a ghost - and yet my passion for you seethes and sears without an end. Late April leaves can’t crave caress of dew, sunlight’s sweet splash, more than I pine for your embrace, us turned to one; when harsh reversals scar, the thought of you will salve like summer wind in autumn; deep red blood surging along with mine, staid genes worked hot from your electric charms, as all my moods succumb to your sweet fire, and perfect wit. Now you are all I live for - loving you - in fleeting world of lies, you are the truth. ↗

— Lauren Lipton

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That night when you kissed me, I left a poem in your mouth, and you can hear some of the lines every time you breathe out. ↗

— Andrea Gibson

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I love you breathlessly, my amazing man. ↗

— Paullina Simons

#the-bronze-horseman #ww- #love

See mirror, every time you will miss me and look deeper into your eyes till you will find me. ↗

— Santosh Kalwar

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It was heartfelt, it was heartbreaking. It was extreme joy, it was bone-crushing grief. It was fiery hot, it was icy-cold. It was true love sprouting... it was true love dying. It's like we were both trying to hold onto something that was slipping through our fingers, and we didn't understand why. ↗

— S.C. Stephens

#teen-angst #love