#rush

She opened her eyes with a gasp. “I love you.” He had tears running a path down his face. He nodded. “Back at ya, pretty child. So, so much. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#bittersweet-seraphim #crushed-seraphim #debra-anastasia #jack #poughkeepsie

Strange that grief should now almost choke me, because another human being's eye has failed to greet mine. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#love #sadness #love

Now Hadley presses her forehead against the window of the taxi and once again finds herself smiling at the thought of him. He's like a song she can't get out of her head. Hard as she tries, the melody of their meeting runs through her mind on an endless loop, each time as surprisingly sweet as the last, like a lullaby, like a hymn, and she doesn't think she could ever get tired of hearing it. ↗

— Jennifer E. Smith

#hadley #love #love

Y con ánimo sombrío pensó en que aún estaba muy lejos de llegar a algo con una chica si sólo pretendía idolatrarla y después morir noblemente por ella. ↗

— Thomas Brussig

#humor #love #love

You can talk to him, you're comfortable with him...glad when he is glad, sad when he's unhappy..he's your man, out of all the world. ↗

— Helen Markley Miller

#kit-melendy #love #sagebrush-ranch #your-man #love

Blaire, This was my grandmother’s. My father’s mother. She came to visit me before she passed away. I have fond memories of her visits and when she passed on she left this ring to me. In her will I was told to give it to the woman who completes me. She said it was given to her by my grandfather who passed away when my dad was just a baby but that she’d never loved another the way she’d loved him. He was her heart. You are mine. This is your something old. I love you, Rush ↗

— Abbi Glines

#rush-finlay #love

My love affair with (him) had a wonderful element of romance to it, which I will always cherish. But it was not an infatuation, and here’s how I can tell: because I did not demand that he become my Great Emancipator or my Source of All Life, nor did I immediately vanish into that man’s chest cavity like a twisted, unrecognizable, parasitical homonculus. During our long period of courtship, I remained intact within my own personality, and I allowed myself to meet (him) for who he was. ↗

— Elizabeth Gilbert

#infatuation #love #life

I was literally seeing stars, and every ragged breath I took felt like I was trying to breathe through broken glass. On the upside, my crush on Archer was totally gone. Over. Once a boy has slammed his kneecap into your rib cage, I think any romantic feeling should naturally go the way of the ghost. ↗

— Rachel Hawkins

#nature

What do you most value in your friends? Their continued existence. ↗

— Christopher Hitchens

#friends #friendship #life #proust-questionnaire #rushdie

So India’s problem turns out to be the world’s problem. What happened in India has happened in God’s name. The problem’s name is God. ↗

— Salman Rushdie

#india #religion #rushdie #salman #religion