#together

Could it possibly be that he yearned for some of the same things she yearned for? Love. Someone to call your own. Someone to share the joys and the sorrows of life. ↗

— Dorothy Garlock

#love #relationships #life

I’ll try just putting one foot in front of the other, and walk a step at a time without rushing. So I can burn the path into my memory while I can still see it. So that when all this is over, I can find my way back. Because I intend to come back. Hopefully with all of us together. ↗

— Yukako Kabei

#life #life-and-living #together #life

There were moments in life, Marion thought, when you reached back, baton in hand, feeling the runner behind you. Felt the clasp of their fingers resonating through the wood, the release of your hand, which then flew forward, empty, into the space ahead of you. ↗

— Erica Bauermeister

#resonating #running #togetherness #life

You are stuck with me till the world falls to pieces, and if we’re not still standing even then we’ll still find a way to be together… ↗

— Ottilie Weber

#love #standing #stuck #together #love

Staring at my outstretched pinky questioningly his perfect lips twitched into a smile. Pinky promise? ↗

— Natalie Valdes

#natalie-valdes #pinky-promise #smile #together-foreve #love

Jace and I had been like that, two towers, soaring through the sky side by side, looking and feeling indestructible while we were together. ↗

— Natalie Valdes

#love #natalie-valdes #pinky-promise #soar #together

There had been a computer he had also built himself on the farthest corner of the room, but he had sold that a couple of months ago to buy me a necklace. I wore it then, it was two silver hearts linked as one. That’s what he and I were, we we’re one. ↗

— Natalie Valdes

#hearts #love #natalie-valdes #necklace #one

Randolph Henry Ash: “What is it? My dear?” Christabel LaMotte: “Ah, how can we bear it?” Randolph Henry Ash: “Bear what?” Christabel LaMotte: “This. For so short a time. How can we sleep this time away?” Randolph Henry Ash: “We can be quiet together, and pretend – since it is only the beginning – that we have all the time in the world.” Christabel LaMotte: “And every day we shall have less. And then none.” Randolph Henry Ash: “Would you rather, therefore, have had nothing at all?” Christabel LaMotte: “No. This is where I have always been coming to. Since my time began. And when I go away from here, this will be the mid-point, to which everything ran, before, and from which everything will run. But now, my love, we are here, we are now, and those other times are running elsewhere. ↗

— A.S. Byatt

#togetherness #love

Was it possible there was some fatal flaw in their matching, that they were ultimately, impossibly different--dissimilar enough to fall in love, but too fundamentally distinct to stay together? ↗

— Galt Niederhoffer

#dissimilar #fall-in-love #fatal #flaw #fundamentally-distinct

The waves smash against rocks, boulder thunders upon bolder. Granite men grind one another, leaving their clean sand to floor the ocean. The alternative would be for the republic to breed up a race of men who could work together without growing violent: men more interested in getting somewhere than having their own way." Haniel Long: Homestead 1892: Pittsburgh Memoranda. ↗

— Haniel Long

#inspirational-quotes #working-together #inspirational