#th

We are all worthy of one another. ↗

— Edward P. Jones

#worthiness #love

I am the mother that bore you, and your sorrow is my agony; and if you don't hate her, i do' Then, mother, you make me love her more. She is unjustly treated by you, and I must make the balance even. ↗

— Elizabeth Gaskell

#love #mother-s-love #love

I love you,” she whispered. He stroked his hand down her back. “Yep, you do.” “You’re supposed to say it back,” she said, pretending to be offended because the silliness kept the fear/hope at bay. “Why?” He scowled down at her. “You know you’re my heartbeat. ↗

— Nalini Singh

#love