#tempo

A book is sent out into the world, and there is no way of fully anticipating the responses it will elicit. Consider the responses called forth by the Bible, Homer, Shakespeare - let alone contemporary poetry or a modern novel. ↗

— Chaim Potok

#anticipating #bible #book #called #consider

You have reckoned that history ought to judge the past and to instruct the contemporary world as to the future. The present attempt does not yield to that high office. It will merely tell how it really was. ↗

— Leopold Von Ranke

#contemporary #contemporary world #does #future #high

In my youth I loved climbing and scrambling up rocks and mountains: now I seldom intrude on the dweller of a second story, and my greatest enemy or friend may avoid me altogether on the third; so humbled is the aspiring spirit of my youth. ↗

— Edward John Trelawny

#youth-is-temporary #age

You naked in my bed is even more unbelievably beautiful than I thought it would be... and trust me I've thought about it. A lot. ↗

— Abbi Glines

#love #new-adult #romance #young-adult #beauty

I underestimated your laziness.” “It’s pronounced intelligence, Kirk. ↗

— Abria Mattina

#new-adult #intelligence

I am young now and can look upon my body and soul with pride. But it will be mangled soon, and later it will begin to disintegrate, and then I shall die, and die conclusively. How can we face such a fact, and not live in fear? ↗

— Jack Kerouac

#beat #death-and-dying #early-stories-and-other-writings #fear-of-death #fleeting-life

What could I offer the local bad boy except my livelihood? Oh, I know. My body or my planes! Why didn't I think of that? Would you have preferred that I offer him my body, Nic, because I sure as hell wasn't going to sign over either of my planes! ↗

— Sharon K. Garner

#brazil #contemporary #rain-forest #romance #romantic-adventure

Listen up, Nic," she said firmly, looking straight into his gray-blue eyes. "If you die on me out here, so help me I'll hold seances and pester you. I won't give you a moment's peace in the hereafter," she threatened in a fierce whisper. Gabrielle O'Hara, River of Dreams ↗

— Sharon K. Garner

#brazil #contemporary #rain-forest #romance #romantic-adventure

It was her. No one had eyes like that. Eyes as pure as the sky on a fresh, wintery morning. Ones that sucked him in and refused to let go. No one had her touch. Feather light and warm. A touch that sizzled his insides and brought him to his knees. And no one had that pure, simple, cherry-vanilla scent. The sweetness that was only her, like she was a dessert made just for him. To lick, nibble, and enjoy. ↗

— Justine Dell

#hot #long-lost-love #love-story #romance #dreams

Xavier had thought he was in paradise before. He’d been wrong. Sophia was more than paradise. She was the very reason he breathed. ↗

— Justine Dell

#love-story #reuinion #romance #dreams