#si

Love is blind but boundless in vision. ↗

— Emmanuel Aghado

#romance #vision #wisdom #love

How was it possible to be with someone and yet feel so utterly alone? How was it possible to be with someone as wonderful, warm and kind as Andrew and yet still wonder if love would ever find you? ↗

— Chris Manby

#loneliness #love

[Jean] had the guts to kill herself, and I admire her for it, although, of course, she was quite crazy at the time, with a brain misfiring like a cross-wired laptop. Pressing the keystrokes love, the screen read die. Pressing the keystrokes survive, the screen read die. The damn thing, her mind-machine, was shot. ↗

— Tim Lott

#suicide #love

My task is to simplify and then go deeper, making a commitment to what remains. That's what I've been after. To care and polish what remains till it glows and comes alive from loving care. ↗

— Sue Bender

#love

With every step I took away from her, the movement at my heart and between my legs grew more defined: I felt like a ventriloquist, locking his protesting dolls in to a trunk. ↗

— Sarah Waters

#lesbian #unrequited-love #love

Only little boys and old men sneer at love. ↗

— Louis Auchincloss

#love #passion #sentimental #age

There was a flicker of something in Greta's look. I couldn't tell whether it was a flicker of love or regret or meanness. ↗

— Carol Rifka Brunt

#love #sisters #love

Ginny who lived her life with hair in the breeze, Stillman who lived his with it under his hat. And he loved her so much the worse for it. ↗

— Josh Weil

#life

Do they still hurt?" she whispered in anguished surprise. "No," Jason said tautly. Shame washed over him in sickening waves as he waited helplessly for her inevitable reaction to the stark evidence of his humiliation. To his utter disbelief he felt her arms encircle him from behind and the touch of her lips on his back. "How brave you must have been to endure this," she whispered achingly, "how strong to survive it and go on living..." When she began kissing each scar, Jason rolled to his side and jerked her into his arms. "I love you," he whispered agonizedly, plunging his hands into her luxuriant hair and turning her face up to his. "I love you so much... ↗

— Judith McNaught Once and Always

#lovers #once-and-always #passion #romance #love

Guilt loves the passive. ↗

— Jonathan Price

#passive #love