#so

Solitude is a time for "God and God alone." Who knows what can happpen when we focus only on God. In solitude, we sense our deep oneness with God and keep company with Him. Solitude is breaking through my isolation into sharing and being in touch with my Creator. In fact, we can begin to heal our loneliness by transforming it into solitude. ↗

— Sue Monk Kidd

#love

Butter love was not for you I know But from what Uh Oh did you run so from it Poor Poor Poet ↗

— Admetus

#love

O.K. I'm running out of appetite. Let this swirl— a bit like Crab Nebula— do for now. ↗

— Charles Olson

#charles-olson #crab-nebula #for-now #lovely #o-k

Everything has its own equilibrium point. ↗

— Nithisup

#love #philosophy-of-life #rich #life

You don’t want to love—your eternal and abnormal craving is to be loved. You aren’t positive, you’re negative. You absorb, absorb, as if you must fill yourself up with love, because you’ve got a shortage somewhere ↗

— Sons and Lovers by D. H. Lawrence

#love #sons-and-lovers #love

In that light, philosophy is not so much--or not simply--'the love of wisdom,' but instead marks the passage from wonder as a noun to wonder as a verb. Philosophy is the love of wisdom to the extent that it remains an incitement to it. ↗

— Michael Munro

#wisdom #wonder #love

... reason and love keep little company together now-a-days... ↗

— William Shakespeare

#reason #love

Fare l'amore con una donna e dormire con una donna sono due passioni non solo diverse, ma quasi opposte. L'amore non si manifesta con il desiderio di fare l'amore [...] ma col desiderio di dormire insieme. ↗

— Milan Kundera

#love #sesso #love

If I had to live my life again, I'd make the same mistakes, only sooner. ↗

— Tallulah Bankhead

#again #had #i #life #live

I wanted to putt my hand on this hand and hold it still under mine, made still by his made still. Oh he was bright and I was dark and I gave him all my darkness on that ship; but we joined, for all good things in the world, and to find somethin together; and loved, I never knew I could do it and was afraid; and on the bow of the ship that night that he said, "What have we done Christy?" I said, wonderin too, "But somethin good will come of this, I know somethin good will come of this..." Only sorrow came. ↗

— William Goyen

#hope #love #sadness #sorrow #love