#v

Other than the love of God; the greatest love is self love. You have to love yourself more than you love someone else in order to succeed in a prosperous life. ↗

— Barbara Hart

#life

No," Wednesday agreed. "You have tortured with silence. You let her grieve for a soul she did not lose, mourn a heart that should not have broken, and berate herself for betraying the man she loves...with the man she loves. It can't be 'true' love without the truth, Rumbold. ↗

— Alethea Kontis

#enchanted #love #truth #wednesday #love

We love the morning, because we know that there will be night soon! We love the night, because we know that there will be morning soon! Who loves the morning if there shall be no night? Who loves the night if there shall be no morning? ↗

— Mehmet Murat ildan

#love

Perhaps everyone loved someone; I didn't now, I couldn't give much thought to love; in order to travel far you had to be detached, and I had the long road back to the campus before me. ↗

— Ralph Ellison

#travel #love

Please don’t do this—don’t do this to me. If anything happened to you—” He looked at her with surprise. There was already a red stain on the white bandages that wrapped his chest, where his movements had pulled his wound open. “I…” “What?” “I’m not used to you loving me,” he said. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#love

You are a child of God, and that alone makes you worthy of care and love. If your guard is up, let it down. If you’ve constructed a defensive wall to protect yourself and keep all the bad guys out, don’t forget who that wall also prevents from getting in—the good guys. From THE CHARGE: http://ow.ly/bcBd5 ↗

— Brendon Burchard

#the-charge #love

No words for the passion. No words for the need.No words for the sheer epiphany of the moment.And so, on an otherwise unremarkable Friday afternoon, in the heart of Mayfair, in a quiet drawing room on Mount Street, Colin Bridgerton kissed Penelope Featherington.And it was glorious. ↗

— Julia Quinn

#love #romance #love

As we passed over the dark bridge her wan face fell lazily against my coat's shoulder and the formidable stroke of thirty died away with the reassuring pressure of her hand. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#love

Love is the cage and the cage is closed and the door is locked and nobody’s home. ↗

— Ashraf Siddiqui

#closed #door #locked-home #love #nobody

Is it better to be loved or feared? ↗

— Niccolò Machiavelli

#political-philosophy #love