#so

A lot happens when the prince and princess live happily ever after--the king, his father, dies, so he is now ruler and she his queen, they have their children, she conducts discreet affairs with Sir Lancelot, there are border uprisings...but still the story ended when the love toward which their destinies drove them came to mutual consciousness when they knew, each knowing the other knew, that they were meant for each other. ↗

— Arthur C. Danto

#love

Humanity can withstand each dearth except of love and care. ↗

— M.H. Rakib

#love

i don't know the ethics, but some times sex is at highest priority in a relationship. ↗

— Nikhil Yadav

#philosophy #sex #love

Why?" I whispered. "Why do you love me?" "God told me to," she said softly. "He told me that you were the one." "When?" "In preschool - when you freaked out just because I got my hair cut." I pulled back from her and looked to see if she was serious. She was. ↗

— L.N. Cronk

#love #puppy-love #romance #soulmates #love

La gente espera de ti que te comportes de un modo determinado, que luzcas un aspecto determinado, que pienses de una forma determinada. De otro modo se niegan a aceptarte. ↗

— Tonya Hurley

#lovesick #society #love

I feel the madness creeping slowly, Loved by many, I'm still lonely, Paid the price for your mistakes, The music died the day I walked away. ↗

— falling in reverse

#love

What are you afraid of then?' She pondered. He had already noticed that it was her hands which indicated what she was thinking of quite as much as her face and now he watched as she cupped them, making them ready to receive her thoughts. 'Not being able to see, I think,' she said. 'Being blind, you mean?' 'No, not that. That would be terrible hard but Homer managed it and our blind piano tuner is one of the serenest people I know. I mean ... not seeing because you're obsessed by something that blots out the world. Some sort of mania of belief. Or passion. That awful kind of love that makes leaves and birds and cherry blossom invisible because it's not the face on some man. ↗

— Eva Ibbotson

#eva-ibbotson #love #love

But part of love is a record playing, a needle that drops over and over, repeat and repeat, until the voices are scratched and the song is tired. But that's all right, all the scratches and skips, the knowing what line comes next. Sometimes a song just gets you You know? ↗

— Esm�aji Codell

#love

Every time you spend money, you're casting a vote for the kind of world you want. ↗

— Anna Lappe

#philosophy #money

Human beings are placed on this physical plane to learn diverse lessons; with the assistance of unconditional DIVINE LOVE, let us try our best to learn what these lessons are while moving on to higher levels of positive consciousness. ↗

— Ann-Marie Anthony-Williams

#love