#sad

She smells of her cooking and the perfume Eau d'Hadrien. My mother wore it, too. She used to cook, like Lili. Our house smelled of garlic and thyme instead of sadness. ↗

— Jennifer Donnelly

#sad #tragic #urban #young-adult-series #young-adult-fiction

The trick. . .is to find the balance between the bright colors of humor and the serious issues of identity, self-loathing, and the possibility for intimacy and love when it seems no longer possible or, sadder yet, no longer necessary. ↗

— Wendy Wasserstein

#happiness #humor #identity #intimacy #life

For fuck's sake, get off the cross. Someone else needs the wood. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#phury #zsadist #black-dagger-brotherhood

I catch you without your ahstrux nohtrum again, I'm turning you in." Qhuinn cursed. "Yeah, and then I'll get fired. Which means V'll Donald trump my ass with a dagger. You're welcome. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#john-matthew #lover-mine #qhuinn #zsadist #black-dagger-brotherhood

Go 'head." Those freaky-ass black eyes had stared at Butch with the intensity of a shark. "Crack open that door. Run your little heart out. Run fast, run smart, call for help. Just know that I'll come after you. Like a hearse." - Zsadist ↗

— J.R. Ward

#butch #dark-lover #j-r-ward #zsadist #black-dagger-brotherhood

In my time,” he said, “they believed in witches. Are you a witch, Honor, that you make me say these things to you?” Causing him to rip open wounds that had stayed safely scabbed over for so long that, most of the time, he managed to forget they existed. Her hands, so very, very gentle, continued to hold his face as she tugged him down until their foreheads touched. “I’m no witch, Dmitri. If I was, I’d know how to fix you. ↗

— Nalini Singh

#honor #love #sad #vampire #vampire-hunter

In my experience, there never seems to be a man or woman who will walk in and literally sweep you off your feet, or away, when you're in the biggest distaster of your life. If it happens, it'll be guaranteed he or she won't be the one you've longed for. Yeah...we all still seem to be waiting for Mr. or Ms. Right. ↗

— Jennifer Salaiz

#heartbreak #love #sadness #soulmate #soulmates

Longing, whether for a passion or person, is one of the most powerful, yet painful, emotions there are. It can drive you to its source under the most extreme conditions, or it can cripple you from obtaining your dream. When it comes to the pull you feel, always go after it, if not, it'll eat you alive. ↗

— Jennifer Salaiz

#heart-ache #life #loneliness #longing #passion

It makes me sick, the way sadness is addicting. The way I can’t stop. Sadness is familiar. It’s comfortable and it’s easy in a sense that it comes naturally to me. But everything else about it is hard. The way my body aches with self-hatred. The way my mind spins and spins with hopeless thoughts. The way it poisons everything I do, every relationship I have. Yet it’s addicting, because I know sadness, and I know it very well. And there’s a sort of comfort in that, like being home after a trip or sleeping in your own bed after being away. There’s just a sense that this is where I belong. This is how it’s supposed to be. ↗

— marianna paige

#home

Every single day I find it hard to say I could be yours alone You will see someday That all along the way I was yours to hold. ↗

— Skillet

#sadness #love