#so

I like being on my own better than I like anything else, but I can't give up love. Maybe it's the tension between longing and aloneness that I need. My own funicular railway, holding in balance the two things most likely to destroy me. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#longing #love #solitude #love

P.S. I'm going to throw an absolutely mind-blowing fact your way. I'm not kidding, either. The country of Uganda is obsessed with Celine Dion. They dedicate entire days to broadcasting her music. They love her that much. Five words. My. Heart. Will. Go. On. Yeah. ↗

— Fisher Amelie

#love

She thought, "He whom I love more than my father or mother, he of whom I am always thinking, and in whose hands I would so willingly trust my lifelong happiness. I dare do anything to win him and to gain an immortal soul. ↗

— Hans Christian Andersen

#soul #love

Women can go mad with insomnia. The sleep-deprived roam houses that have lost their familiarity. With tea mugs in hand, we wander rooms, looking on shelves for something we will recognize: a book title, a photograph, the teak-carved bird -- a souvenir from what place? A memory almost rises when our eyes rest on a painting's grey sweep of cloud, or the curve of a wooden leg in a corner. Fingertips faintly recall the raised pattern on a chair cushion, but we wonder how these things have come to be here, in this stranger's home. Lost women drift in places where time has collapsed. We look into our thoughts and hearts for what has been forgotten, for what has gone missing. What did we once care about? Whom did we love? We are emptied. We are remote. Like night lilies, we open in the dark, breathe in the shadowy world. Our soliloquies are heard by no one. ↗

— Cathy Ostlere

#loss #night #women #love

Never forget that solitude is my lot ... I implore those who love me to love my solitude." (Letter to Mimi Romanelli, May 11, 1910) ↗

— Rainer Maria Rilke

#love

Alcide: "It's on my right butt cheek. It's shaped like a rabbit." Sookie: "I love bunnies! ↗

— Charlaine Harris

#bunnies #sookie-stackhouse #the-southern-vampire-mysteries #true-blood #love

I know the odds are all against me and I know you might not feel this way too but I know I would rather die trying to know if I could mean something to you ↗

— David Levithan

#love-songs-for-elizabeth #the-realm-of-possibility #love

That’s the thing about success and happiness. Every time I fall in love I become absolutely, pathologically obsessed. The moment that you have what you want, and you’re not totally ready for it, you become obsessed with the idea that you don’t deserve it. ↗

— Sara Quin

#deserve #love #obsession #pathologically #sara-quin

Did you know that there are over three hundred words for love in canine? ↗

— Gabrielle Zevin

#love #so-true #sweet #love

For the first time she had dimly realized that only the hopeless are starkly sincere and that only the unhappy can either give or take sympathy--even some of the bitter and dangerous voluptuousness of misery. ↗

— Jean Rhys

#masochism #unrequited-love #love