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...you put everything into your first love, because you really believe it's going to last forever. That is its triumph and its tragedy, the reason you will never forget it, and the reason it is so difficult to let go. ↗

— Laura Jane Cassidy

#love

Love is an uphill climb, but once you know yourself and like yourself just as you are, it's all downhill from there. ↗

— Valerie Frankel

#relationship #love

So now i know. I fear the unknown so deeply that I'de rather repeat the same heart-breaking pattern than face something or someone i can't predict. ↗

— Valerie Frankel

#love #love

I think that to find out what love is really like, one must first make a mistake and then put it right. ↗

— Leo Tolstoy

#love #love

Segregation has it all wrong. We should be protected from the people who will leave us in the end, from all the people who will disappear or forget us. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#protection #segregation #love

I need bruschetta (that's "broo-SKET-uh," not "brushetter," a slender piece of ciabatta toasted and brushed with garlic and oil and covered in fresh tomato and basil-- the chunks inevitably fall off the bread and the olive oil runs over your lips and down your chin. The whole thing is delicious, deeply physical and delightfully undignified, and a woman who can eat a real bruschetta is a woman you can love and who can love you. Someone who pushes the thing away because it's messy is never going to cackle at you toothlessly across the living room of your retirement cottage or drag you back from your sixth heart attack by sheer furious affection. Never happen. You need a woman who isn't afraid of a faceful of olive oil for that) ↗

— Nick Harkaway

#love

Grief produces an abundant energy that must find a way to burn itself up. And that is the fundamental problem, one that can take a lifetime to exhaust. ↗

— Bill Carter

#bosnia #fools-rush-in #sarajevo #schaffner-press #love

You will follow me, if we are what we are, you and I, if we live, if the world exists, if you know the meaning of this moment and can't let it slip by, as others let it slip, into the senselessness of the unwilled and unreached. ↗

— Ayn Rand

#dagny-taggart #love #love

One bulb at a time. There was no other way to do it. No shortcuts--simply loving the slow process of planting. Loving the work as it unfolded. Loving an achievement that grew slowly and bloomed for only three weeks each year. ↗

— Jaroldeen Asplund Edwards

#consistency #effort #journey #joy #perseverance

Simply put, I love humans. Think about it humans are the most interesting creatures you could hope to find. And when I said humans I meant all humans, not just you specifically, important detail ↗

— Orihara Izaya

#izaya #love