#ship

He tries to force the anger down, but it's like an anvil on his chest. He closes his eyes, like Sammy taught him, and forces the anvil up; he softens. ↗

— Chris Crutcher

#communication #emotions #keeping-one-s-cool #relationships #anger

I have been used to consider poetry as "the food of love" said Darcy. "Of a fine, stout, healthy love it may. Everything nourishes what is strong already. But if it be only a slight, thin sort of inclination, I am convinced that one good sonnet will starve it entirely away. ↗

— Jane Austen

#banter #courtship #poetry #food

The day my dad left my mom and I was the second saddest day of my life. The saddest day was the next day, when he returned home.
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— Jarod Kintz

#dad #family #funny #humor #life

Ah! what could we do but what we did! We sighed and fainted on the Sofa. ↗

— Jane Austen

#friendship

Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, but which will bloom most constantly? ↗

— Emily Bronte

#blooms #constantly #dark #friendship #holly

He tried to tell me week after week to accept things as they were and move on with my life. But if there was one man who had put his life on hold to wait for something or someone, it was him. ↗

— Cecelia Ahern

#love #missing #waiting #friendship

And I don’t even like you, but the pain of life without you is biting. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#friendship #hate #jamie-weise #love #missing-you

If you can eat with mates or friends or family, I mean, it's such a brilliant thing isn't it? If you feel really rubbish and you have a nice bit of food it makes you feel good, you know? ↗

— Jamie Oliver

#food #friendship #meals #togetherness #family

It's easy to like someone from a distance. But when she stopped being this amazing unattainable thing or whatever, and started being, like, just a regular girl with a weird relationship with food and frequent crankiness wh's kind of bossy--then I had to basically start liking a while different person. ↗

— John Green

#food

That's when I finally got it. I finally understood. It wasn't the thought that counted. It was the actual execution that mattered, the showing up for somebody. The intent behind it wasn't enough. Not for me. Not anymore. It wasn't enough to know that deep down, he loved me. You had to actually say it to somebody, show them you cared. And he just didn't. Not enough. ↗

— Jenny Han

#love #lovers #relationships #love