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I want to fill every part of you, breathe the air from your lungs and leave my handprints on your soul. I want to give you more pleasure than you can bear. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#historical

To see the years touch ye gives me joy", he whispered, "for it means that ye live. ↗

— Diana Gabaldon

#historical-fiction #romance #scotland #historical

How do you know when you're God?" "When I pray to him I find I am talking to myself. ↗

— Peter Barnes

#atheist #god #noremorse #comedy

I went to bed and woke in the middle of the night thinking I heard someone cry, thinking I myself was weeping, and I felt my face and it was dry. Then I looked at the window and thought: Why, yes, it's just the rain, the rain, always the rain, and turned over, sadder still, and fumbled about for my dripping sleep and tried to slip it back on. ↗

— Ray Bradbury

#rain #sadness #sleep #novel

When I'm really into a novel, I'm seeing the world differently during that time - not just for the hour or so in the day when I get to read. I'm actually walking around in a haze, spellbound by the book and looking at everything through a different prism. ↗

— Colin Firth

#reading #novel

It seems better to me for a child to have these skills and never use them, than not have them and one day need them," she said. ↗

— Kristin Cashore

#skill #child

Vampires, real vampires, didn't nibble on the necks of nubile young virgins. They tore people to pieces and sucked the blood out of the chunks. ↗

— David Wellington

#vampires #historical

Historically inaccurate.' Adrian gestured at me with his other hand, the one not on my shoulder. "Who the hell looks at you and says 'historically inaccurate'? ↗

— Richelle Mead

#sydney-sage #historical

I want to talk to you. I want to listen to you. I want to walk with you and, yes, I want you in m bed. That's what I want today. That's what I'll want in a hundred years. If you promise to be my wife forever, I will pledge myself to your happiness. ↗

— Christina Dodd

#historical #historical-romance #queen #queen-victoria #romance

Madame, all stories, if continued far enough, end in death, and he is no true-story teller who would keep that from you. ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#death #end #enough #far #keep