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For [erotically intelligent couples], love is a vessel that contains both security and adventure, and commitment offers one of the great luxuries of life: time. Marriage is not the end of romance, it is the beginning. They know that they have years in which to deepen their connection, to experiment, to regress, and even to fail. They see their relationship as something alive and ongoing, not a fait accompli. It’s a story that they are writing together, one with many chapters, and neither partner knows how it will end. There’s always a place they haven’t gone yet, always something about the other still to be discovered. ↗


— Esther Perel


#love #love-story #marriage #marriage-advice #relationships

Combat is fast, unfair, cruel, and dirty. It is meant to be that way so that the terrible experience is branded into the memory of those who are fortunate enough to survive. It is up to those survivors to ensure that the experience is recorded and passed along to those who just might want to try it. ↗


— Bruce H. Norton


#foce-recon #marines #military-history #vietnam #vietnam-war

...the experience of battle forever divides those who talk of nothing else but its prospect from those who talk of everything else but its memory. ↗


— James D. Hornfischer


#combat #war #wwii-history #experience

Feeling like I had to lose you for the second time...” He shook his head, and I thought I saw tears under his eyes. “I don’t think I could bear it. You’re everything to me, Elizabeth. ↗


— Michelle Madow


#love #love-story #remembrance #love

We should follow every supply that runs into the particular lake below, going upstream in terms of we can. When we do not find Drakes’ path, or even an additional, we should come back straight along,look yourself upward an additional way to obtain foods,and then do a similar for the next water for the south. ↗


— Chayada Welljaipet


#adventure-stories #adventure-travel #adventures #chayada-welljaipet #fantasy

From the dim regions beyond the mountains at the upper end of our encircled domain, there crept out a narrow and deep river, brighter than all save the eyes of Eleonora; and, winding stealthily about in mazy courses, it passed away, at length, through a shadowy gorge, among hills still dimmer than those whence it had issued. We called it the "River of Silence"; for there seemed to be a hushing influence in its flow. No murmur arose from its bed, and so gently it wandered along, that the pearly pebbles upon which we loved to gaze, far down within its bosom, stirred not at all, but lay in a motionless content, each in its own old station, shining on gloriously forever. ↗


— Edgar Allan Poe


#eleonora #love #river #short-story #silence

I always tell my writing students that every good piece of writing begins with both a mystery and a love story. And that every single sentence must be a poem. And that economy is the key to all good writing. And that every character has to have a secret. ↗


— Silas House


#writing #writing-craft #love

You love me," she said. "That's enough. We love each other." "Yes. Yes, that's true." He smiled. "We are a love story. ↗


— Jodi Lynn Anderson


#love-story #love

Charlee has my arm. She has my arm—my arm that’s rigid from pleasure, from her touch—in her little fingers. She holds my other one, too and she’s right there, that sweet candy perfume stripping the rest of the strength from my body, and it escapes in a soft, breathy sigh. ↗


— Rebecca Berto


#fiction #love-story #na #new-adult #romance

Así es. Entonces de todos modos, tu y tu hermano vinieron a la fiesta y tan pronto entraste por la puerta, Liam se quedo mirándote. Él literalmente no podía apartar sus ojos de ti. Tu sonreíste y le dijiste feliz cumpleaños, pero ni siquiera podía hablar contigo, así que te alejaste para ir a bailar. Se volvió hacia mi y ¿Sabes que me dijo? —pregunto, con los ojos lagrimeando. Negué con la cabeza. ¿Que diablos va decir ella? ¡Esto me esta volviendo loca! — Él dijo en un tono muy serio "Mamá ¿estoy muerto?" Y yo dije "No cariño, no estas muerto" Y el sacudió la cabeza, mirando a todos lados confundido por algo. Luego señalo hacia ti bailando y dijo: "Si no estoy muerto, ¿Porque hay un ángel en nuestra casa?" . . ↗


— Kirsty Moseley


#love #love-story #love






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