#sca

So often, the discarded love of youth is desperately yearned for in maturity. ↗

— Wayne Gerard Trotman

#lost-love #love #maturity #yearning #youth

The butterfly startled at Mary’s gesture and floated up, drifting on the breeze, its wings sparkling blue and bright in the late afternoon sunshine. Silence watched it, enthralled, and then her eyes met Michael’s. A corner of his mouth cocked up. “Welcome home, m’love. ↗

— Elizabeth Hoyt

#mickey #scandalous-desires #silence #love

Love is supposed to be scary. If it was easy, everyone would do it. ↗

— Susan Mallery

#love #scary #love

I am no coward sir! I shall stand and fight!" "Well, I am," said Sal. "So can we go... please? ↗

— Alex Scarrow

#bravery #cowardice #eternal-war #humor #humor

I brandished my parasol at him like a rapier. 'You, sir, are an abominable scalawag of a man, and I'll be damned if I let you threaten me. ↗

— Susan Dennard

#parasols #scalawags #strong-heroines #humor

[Yankees] are pretty much like southerners except with worse manners, of course, and terrible accents. ↗

— Margaret Mitchell

#rhett-butler-to-scarlett #southerners #yankees #humor

Betsy returned to her chair, took off her coat and hat, opened her book and forgot the world again. ↗

— Maud Hart Lovelace

#escape #imagination #libraries #library #reading

There is within me a knot of cruelty borne by the stream of love, much as our blood sometimes bears the seed of our destruction ... ↗

— James Hurst

#hurst #ibis #james #knot #love

He watched her retreat, his eyes lazy, and his body unmoving. A trickle of blood seeped slowly from the corner of his mouth. He let her get nearly out of the room before he spoke, “I may not have the right, Silence, me love,” he drawled so soft she nearly didn’t catch the words. “But I would’ve listened to ye. I would’ve believed ye. ↗

— Elizabeth Hoyt

#mickey #scandalous-desires #silence #love

If we are not being maligned, scandalizing those who still sleep in the church, then we are missing the incarnational call to love the world's most vulnerable, the world's exiled, the world's most wounded. Our concern should be what the poor and prostituted think of us, what the God of the universe thinks of us, not what those around us think of us. ↗

— Sarah Lance

#caring #church #compassion #excile #god