#us

William Shakespeare: My muse, as always, is Aphrodite. Philip Henslowe: Aphrodite Baggett, who does it behind the Dog and Crumpet? ↗

— Marc Norman

#muse #shakespeare-in-love #william-shakespeare #love

Megan loves orgasms so much, she would not hesitate to steal yours. ↗

— Roy Station

#lust #sexy #love

Each time he came he would twist my defenceless body into a different pose, as if I were his very own doll ↗

— Rachel Abbott

#abusive-relationships #relationship

mystify, mislead, and surprise the enemy ↗

— Sun Tzu

#strategy #war #art

The art of not playing in tempo--one has to learn it. And the art of not playing what is written on the printed paper. ↗

— Pablo Casals

#art

The more ardently I see humanity as a glorious abstract that must conform to my ideal of how the world should be, the harder it is for me to love the person on the other side of the picket line who is holding up progress. I can love the downtrodden in the abstract, but as I shivered under the bridge that night with Jorge, I realized that it's harder to love the illegal immigrant with the bottle-slashed face and the body unwashed for weeks, the workers gathering to eat day-old bread and chicken and rice out of foam containers, the crowd of thousands clamoring for bread and fish and healing, the unclean woman hoping to touch the hem of the Savior's robe. ↗

— Alisa Harris

#politics #social-justice #faith

Shortly after you left the room, Bushell came over and spoke to your father. I was not near enough to hear what he said, but Maria Lucas told me afterwards that he had been -' (she smiled) 'amazingly impertinent.' 'Peter actually spoke to Papa?' 'He did. According to Maria, he had the impudence to criticise Mr Bennet for his treatment of you. I must say it gives me the most favourable idea of his character. ↗

— Jennifer Paynter

#cute #honor #jane-austen #love #mary-bennet

Did You wrap yourself inside the unexpected so we might know that Love would go that far? ↗

— Francesca Battistelli

#incarnation #jesus #love

Peter.' It was the first time I had used his name. 'You heard me sing tonight, did you not?' 'Yes, love.' The endearment took my breath away - made me forget what I meant to say. I stood there with but one thought: He must care about me. ↗

— Jennifer Paynter

#love #lovely #mary-bennet #peter-bushell #pride-and-prejudice

Niente è facile. Non lo è mai. Se così non fosse sarebbe tutto più semplice: niente dolore, niente delusione, niente solitudine. No, nulla di tutto questo è possibile, perché niente di ciò che realmente conta può essere facile. La gioia nasce dal sacrificio, dalle ginocchia sbucciate, dai cuori infranti. Perché ciò che ci è stato inculcato da bambini non può essere vero: non ci sono favole, non ci sono eroi o grandi imprese, c'è la determinazione di persone semplici che non si arrendono mai! ↗

— Fabio Volo

#bambini #delusional-love #dolore #love