#sum

Love. It seemed impossible that she could love him, but she was so deep in him there was really nowhere to go but further in. So this is what love was. Uncontrollable. Consuming. But so irresistible you wanted to be consumed. ↗

— Dianna Hardy

#control #love #mary-and-gwain #meaning-of-love #uncontrollable

The smell of her hair lingered just out of reach of his memory and left him with a nervous hum resonating throughout his body like a child forced to sit in church while the sun was shining outside on a perfectly good summer's day. ↗

— Erik Tomblin

#falling-in-love #infatuation #summer #sweet-abandon #youthfulness

The days draw out, the weather gets warmer, and it's what we call summer, with a bitter laugh when we've said it. ↗

— Stan Barstow

#summer #weather #love

What good does it do you to love? ↗

— Trisha Leigh

#deshi #dissidents #love #love-hurts #lucas

But how could anyone who's ever seen a summer- big recordings of green and skies lit up electric with splashy sunsets, a riot of flowers and wind that smells like concert- pick the snow? ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#love #love-it #summer #warmth #winter

Here, Earth-born, over the lilt of the water, Lisping its music and bearing a burden of light, Bosoming day as a laughing and radiant daughter… Here we may whisper unheard, unafraid of the night. Walking alone…was it splendor, or what, we were bound with? Deep in the time when summer lets down her hair? Shadows we loved and the patterns they covered the ground with Tapestries, mystical, faint in the breathless air. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#magical #mystical #patterns #poetry #shadows

Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare, and left the flushed print in a poppy there. ↗

— Francis Thompson

#love #nature-writing #summer #love

If you can't reuse or repair an item, do you ever really own it? Do you ever really own it? Do you ever develop the sense of pride and proprietorship that comes from maintaining an object in fine working order? We invest something of ourselves in our material world, which in turn reflects who we are. In the era of disposability that plastic has helped us foster, we have increasingly invested ourselves in objects that have no real meaning in our lives. We think of disposable lighters as conveniences -- which they indisputably are; ask any smoker or backyard-barbecue chef -- and yet we don't think much about the tradeoffs that that convenience entails. ↗

— Susan Freinkel

#environment #plastic #sustainability #love

I looked down, unable to meet the intensity in Nat’s eyes. Tonight, my crush for Nat had moved beyond a crush. The chemistry between us was undeniable, and the more we clashed, the more we wanted each other." - Summer, Perfect Summer ↗

— Kailin Gow

#kailin-gow #loving-summer-series #nat-donovan #new-adult #new-adult-contemporary-romance

I do,” Drew admitted, his eyes devouring my body appreciatively. “But with you…I want so much more, Summer. So much more than you’re willing to give me.” He paused, “Every single touch, every single look you give me, I cherish. ↗

— Kailin Gow

#kailin-gow #longing #love #loving-summer #love