#tru

As I pedaled my bike slowly home, I realized one more thing. I didn’t have to wonder if I’d ever be passionate or happy again. I was happy, even as I tasted tears on my lips, along with Will’s last kiss; even though part of me dreaded this day, my first without Will. I was happy because I knew I’d never forget Will. Even if parts of this summer faded from my memory over time, even if Will’s face grew vague in my mind, I’s never forget what it had felt like to be with him for a few short months. What it had been like to be sixteen and in love for the first time. I wouldn’t forget that – not ever. ↗

— Michelle Dalton

#love

That cloak of love you were wearing—he’s torn it to shreds, undoing the seams of trust that held it together. How can you ever wear those shreds? ↗

— Antonia Michaelis

#love #metaphor #trust #love

I can trust in my parents' love. And it strikes me that is a big thing to trust, a big thing to have had, no matter what else happens. ↗

— Ally Condie

#trust #love

We’re all the same. We all have the means to save ourselves and carry ourselves home. ↗

— T.A. Miles

#deep #home #hope #inspirational #luka

Deep layers of context are missed when cursorily reading for quantity at the expense of comprehension - only the vapid are impressed by those who try to squeeze as many books as possible into each passing month as if shoving one more oiled hot dog down the gullet in a food eating contest to prove accumulation superiority. ↗

— Wil Zeus

#honesty #honor #inspirational #integrity #life-lesson

Mika: Were you happy? Hiro: I was so happy. ↗

— Ibuki Haneda

#realization #sorrow #truth #love

Love need not speak volumes. It need not demand proof. It never has a happy ending - simply because it doesn't end as long as love is pure and true”. ↗

— Amit Abraham

#proof #pure-love #true-love #love

We love books because they are the greatest escape. That is because our own minds eye is the purest form of virtual reality. ↗

— M.R. Mathias

#m-r-mathias #michael-robb #profound-realizations #quotes-that-make-sense #reader

Privacy is a protection from the unreasonable use of state and corporate power. But that is, in a sense, a secondary thing. In the first instance, privacy is the statement in words of a simple understanding, which belongs to the instinctive world rather than the formal one, that some things are the province of those who experience them and not naturally open to the scrutiny of others: courtship and love, with their emotional nakedness; the simple moments of family life; the appalling rawness of grief. That the state and other systems are precluded from snooping on these things is important - it is a strong barrier between the formal world and the hearth, extended or not - but at root privacy is a simple understanding: not everything belongs to everyone. ↗

— Nick Harkaway

#government #home #personal #power #privacy

I love my love with a b because she is peculiar. ↗

— Gertrude Stein

#love #narration #peculiar #poetry #love