#si

As often as we made love I remembered what my poet told me, that this man was born of a goddess, the force that moves the stars and the waves of the sea and couples the animals in the fields in spring, the power of passion, the light of the evening star. ↗

— Ursula K. Le Guin

#mythology #passion #poetry #love

There is the love that I love but don't want to love and try to bleed out so the love that I want but don't want, can die a tragic death. And as it lays dying, I'm touched with remorse, feel regret, and try to keep it beating. If it does, I panic, and go through the cycle all over again. What do you call that except pure madness? I'm a catastrophic tsunami on any man who tries to love me. And if I really care about a man, you would think I would be sweet and supportive, but instead I set fires and dare them to walk through them. ↗

— Donna Lynn Hope

#mad-love #passion #death

We spend so much time trying to put send to death that we don't spend enough time striving to know God deeply, trying to gaze upon the wonder of Jesus Christ and have that transform our affections to the point where our love and hope are steadfastly on Christ. ↗

— Matt Chandler

#worship #death

In a state of pseudo-death you restore your substance. ↗

— Marlene Van Niekerk

#restoration #silence #death

Actul sexual fără substratul pasiunii copleşitoare este o terfelire şi trupească şi sufletească de care trebuie să te ruşinezi în faţa oamenilor şi, mai ales a conştiinţei tale. ↗

— Liviu Rebreanu

#pasiune #romanian-language #romantic #romantic

Marriage is a fine institution, but I'm not ready for an institution. ↗

— Mae West

#double-entendre #empowerment #freedom #independence #institutions

My darling Lucy.” He panted against her ear, and then his teeth scraped her earlobe. “I love you,” he whispered. “Don’t ever leave me. ↗

— Elizabeth Hoyt

#lucy #simondababe #the-serpent-prince #love

Deanna Durbin's movies are about innocence and sweetness. They're from a different time and a different place. Outside the movie house, there was Depression, poverty, war, death, and loss. Audiences then were willing to pretend, to enter into a game of escape. No one really thought that the world was like a Deanna Durbin movie, they just wanted to pretend it was for about an hour and a half. ↗

— Jeanine Basinger

#deanna-durbin #entertainment #escape #death

And a ride in a hearse tells us we’re all close to that final cruise . . . when the body dies and we move on. It’s just the body, man. It’s just the body. The soul’s already gone. So don’t be afraid of a dead body absent a soul. It’s empty, man. No resident. What you need to worry about is a living body that’s lost its soul. Now that is scary, man.” - Funk N. Wagnalls, owner of the Grim Reapers auto lot, a character in Professor Brown Shoes Teaches the Blues. ↗

— David Mutti Clark

#death-and-dying #grateful-dead #griot #hearse #music

Susan stared at him. The blue glow in Death’s eyes gradually faded, and as the light died it sucked at her gaze so that it was dragged into the eye sockets and into the darkness beyond… …which went on and on, for ever. There was no word for it. Even eternity was a human idea. Giving it a name gave it a length; admittedly, a very long one. But this darkness was what was left when eternity had given up. It was where Death lived. Alone. ↗

— Terry Pratchett - Soul Music

#discworld #eternity #soul-music #death