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It came to him then, permeated his disjointed thoughts. Billie was teaching him—him—how to make love. With a jolt of surprise at the crashing irony, Adrian realized he hadn’t known how until now. He, the consummate lover, so renown for his sexual skill, so proficient and controlled and practiced, had only played at making love, where Billie…God. Clearly, it was all she knew. Pretense just wasn’t in her spectrum of capabilities. ↗

— Shelby Reed

#chris #shelby-reed #the-fifth-favor #love

Sometimes I wish I could just be like everyone else my age and not think at all. ↗

— Julia Karr

#age

My care is like my shadow in the sun, Follows me flying, flies when I pursue it, Stands and lies by me, doth what I have done. ↗

— Elizabeth I Tudor

#love #monarch #on-monsieur-s-departure #poem #queen

Well hell. Her heart was melting and she'd never get the fickle organ back to a normal shape again. ↗

— Dianna Love

#love

Care for us! True, indeed! They ne'er cared for us yet: suffer us to famish, and their storehouses crammed with grain; make edicts for usury, to support usurers; repeal daily any wholesome act established against the rich, and provide more piercing statutes daily to chain up and restrain the poor. If the wars eat us not up, they will; and there's all the love they bear us. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#the- #love

I see you are already as timid as a slave: you might as well be in love. ↗

— Pierre Choderlos de Laclos

#slave #love

It was a little awkward walking behind his mom when, about eight hours ago, I had been rolling around on the floor with her son with my shirt pulled halfway up my back. ↗

— Katie Kacvinsky

#love #love

Second, and far more important: tuck your chin. You're going to get hurt, so expect it and be ready. You may as well see it coming. ↗

— Elizabeth Haydon

#learning-to-handle-a-sword #age

I love Prada. Not so much the clothes, which are for malnourished thirteen-year-olds, but I covet, with covety covetousness, the shoes and handbags. Like, I LOVE them. If I was given a choice between world peace and a Prada handbag, I'd dither. (I'm not proud of this, I'm only saying.) ↗

— Marian Keyes

#humour #women #love

To the great tree-loving fraternity we belong. We love trees with universal and unfeigned love, and all things that do grow under them or around them - the whole leaf and root tribe. ↗

— Henry Ward Beecher

#love