#us

I've been trying to not to think about the things I wanted but couldn't have. I figured life was all about things you can't have. Some part of me have given up wanting anything. Why? I am human,aren't I?Even though I knew that this was pointless.Why did I fall in love? ↗

— Kou Yoneda

#lonely #love #manga #no-touching-at-all #shima

Sometimes we are outright rude when we interact with people. We meet a gay guy or a couple living together, and we think we have the obligation and right to warn them what God thinks about their sexuality on our first meeting. As if their sex life is the first thing on God’s agenda. It’s not. Love is. Grace is. Mercy is. Jesus is. ↗

— Judah Smith

#love #salvation #life

It doesn’t matter anyway!” Patrick couldn’t sit down. He couldn’t. “It’s not like sex is anything to shout about! It’s icky, and the guy never wants to wear a condom, and I have to give a frickin’ health and safety lesson every time I give a blow job because they think I’m stupid, and I know you can get shit from giving head, and I’m not putting that thing in my mouth unless I get a written fucking guarantee that it’s not going to drop off or explode or give me some life-threatening disease or mutant antibiotic-resistant gonorrhea! ↗

— Amy Lane

#life

Leaning forward he placed his lips over hers. She told herself he was breathing life into her, but the truth was he'd always been sucking it out, slowly, one breath at a time. - From ENGRAVED ↗

— Amber Garza

#suspense #life

That's because true travel, the kind with no predetermined end, is one of the most selfish endeavors we can possibly undertake-an act in which we focus solely on our own fulfillment, with little regard to those we leave behind. After all, we're the ones venturing out into the big crazy world, filling up journals, growing like weeds. And we have the gall to think they're just sitting at home, soaking in security and stability. It is only when we reopen these wrapped and ribboned boxes, upon our triumphant return home, that we discover nothing is the way we had left it before. ↗

— Stephanie Elizondo Griest

#cuba #independent #independent-woman #russia #travel

Wives?" she asked, interrupting him. For a moment, he had assumed she was tuning to the novel. Then he saw her waiting, suspicious eyes, so he replied cautiously, "None active," as if wives were volcanoes. ↗

— John le Carré

#circumspection #husbands #marriage #married-life #separation

Mister MacKeltar," Drustan corrected for the umpteenth time, with a this-is-really-wearing-thin-but-I'm-determined-to-be-patient smile. No matter how many times he told Farley that he was not a laird, that he was simply Mr. MacKeltar, that it was Christopher (his modern-day descendant who lived up the road in the oldest castle on the land) who was actually laird, Farley refused to hear it. The eighty-something-year-old butler, who insisted he was sixty-two and who had obviously never before buttled in his life until the day he'd arrived on their doorstep, was determined to be a butler to a lord. Period. And he wasn't about to let Drustan interfere with that aspiration. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#farley #karen-marie-moning #the-immortal-highlander #life

We need to defend the interests of those whom we've never met and never will. ↗

— Jeffrey D. Sachs

#humanity-and-society #life #sustainability #wealth #life

The investigations also proved that there were many cases of spontaneous deviation, i.e. cases where there had been no stimulation of the semi-circular canal apparatus. ↗

— Robert Barany

#apparatus #been #canal #cases #deviation

Life ends with a snap of small bones, a head cracked from its stem, and a spirit unmoored... ↗

— Sarah Kernochan

#jane-was-here #karma #paranormal #paranormal-fiction #paranormal-suspense