#ture

Would it hurt him, just once, to do what she wanted and shut up about it? "If I wasn't sure," she snapped, "I wouldn't have said.... ow shitshitshitshitshit!" She dropped the wand again to clutch the top of her head, which she'd just slammed against the underside of the sink. It hurt, enough to bring tears to her eyes, and she dropped back to sit on the floor and cradle her head, completely defeated. "Ow. And don't you dare open that door." Naturally, he opened the door. ↗

— Kendra Leigh Castle

#humor #nature

In my head this cruel unspeakable truth: that we battled and we cursed and we spilled each other’s blood, we relished our taste of hell and strangled heaven’s love. ↗

— Aberjhani

#fear #heaven #human-nature #love #spirituality

I was determined that in fiction anyway two men should fall in love and remain in it for the ever and ever that fiction allows. ↗

— E.M. Forster

#gay-men #homosexuality #lgbt-literature #love #maurice-novel

... there's a silent voice in the wilderness that we hear only when no one else is around. When you go far, far beyond, out across the netherlands of the Known, the din of human static slowly fades away, over and out. ↗

— Rob Schultheis

#nature #peace #wild #wilderness #love

First love is very sweet, but we always lose them, due they come when we are stupid immature children ↗

— M.F. Moonzajer

#immature #love

Love isn’t stackable and interlocking, like boxes or Legos. Love is like a one-legged man standing on a three-legged chair that is placed on top of a two-legged piano. I should know, because I’m the guy trying to tune that piano, fix that chair, and affix a prosthetic leg to that guy—who happens to be my piano teacher. Mr. Balloonky, you get down from there now!
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— Jarod Kintz

#fix #furniture #interlocking #lego #legos

But in love each moment is magnified, and every gesture, word and syllable is examined like a speech by the President. ↗

— Hanif Kureishi

#love #love

They found grace out in the desert, these people who survived the killing. Israel, out looking for a place to rest, met God out looking for them!" God told them, "I've never quit loving you and never will. Expect love, love, and more love! And so now I'll start over with you and build you up again, dear virgin Israel. You'll resume your singing, grabbing tambourines and joining the dance. You'll go back to your old work of planting vineyards on the Samaritan hillsides, And sit back and enjoy the fruit— oh, how you'll enjoy those harvests! The time's coming when watchmen will call out from the hilltops of Ephraim: 'On your feet! Let's go to Zion, go to meet our God! ↗

— Anonymous

#god #israel #love #scripture #zion

She's right. We would compose poems about love and tell stories that have been heard in some form before. But it would be our first time feeling and telling. ↗

— Ally Condie

#literature #love

He pries me from his chest and drops his hand from the back of my head, tracing my ear, along my jawline. He snatches his fingers a moment before they press into my lip. ↗

— Rebecca Berto

#literature #love #new-adult #relationships #romance