#scar

Everyone always wants to know how you can tell when it's true love, and the answer is this: when the pain doesn't fade and the scars don't heal, and it's too damned late. ↗

— Jonathan Tropper

#love #pain #scars #true #true-love

But you're the only one, Scarlet. You'll always be the only one. ↗

— Marissa Meyer

#lunar-chronicles #scarlet #wolf #love

Scarlett, always save something to fear-even as you save something to love. ↗

— Margaret Mitchell

#rhett-butler #scarlett #love

We must all make do with the rags of love we find flapping on the scarecrow of humanity. ↗

— Angela Carter

#love #scarecrow #love

And maybe she had certain beliefs that if you love somebody, [you're] gonna like them too. And that isn't necessarily true. ↗

— Tori Amos

#scarlet-s-walk #love

I just want some time, Mikhail, to think things through. It’s frightening, the way I am about you. I think about you every minute; I want to touch you, just to know I can, to feel you beneath my fingers. It’s as if you crawled into my head and my heart, even my body, and I can’t get you out. ↗

— Christine Feehan

#love #scared #love

But even when I stop crying, even when we fall asleep and I'm nestled in his arms, this will leave another scar. No one will see it. No one will know. But it will be there. And eventually all the scars will have scars and that is all I will be, one big scar of a love gone wrong. ↗

— Amanda Grace

#ann-and-connor #but-i-love-him #love-gone-wrong #scar #love

She saw in his eyes defeat of her wild dreams, her mad desires. ↗

— Margaret Mitchell

#scarlett-o-hara #dreams

Destroy! destroy! destroy! hums the under-consciousness. Love and produce! Love and produce! cackles the upper consciousness. And the world hears only the Love-and- produce cackle. Refuses to hear the hum of destruction under- neath. Until such time as it will have to hear. ↗

— D.H. Lawrence

#nathaniel-hawthorne #scarlet-letter #love

You don't think I could bring myself to mark your lovely skin? I'll take my knife to you, if that's the case. I'll carve my name in your breast so that every beat of your heart will remind you that you are mine—and mine alone. Because blood is binding, and because I would rather see you destroyed than see you free or in the possession of another, so I suggest you not try me, or you will suffer as no earthly creature has.” He slammed her back against the wall. “Or ever will. But that is a suggestion, and one you are free to disregard at your own peril. But you are are going to answer my question. ↗

— Nenia Campbell

#dark #disturbing #horror #ownership #possessive