#v

Later that evening in my diary, I wrote: I was exagerrating when I said I thought you hated the piece. What I meant to say was: I thought you hated me. I was hoping you’d persuade me of the opposite—and you did, for a while. Why won’t I believe it tomorrow morning? ↗

— André Aciman

#love

Ah! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love? - Epithalamion ↗

— Edmund Spenser

#love #separation #weariness #love

I hate this part,” I sighed in aggravation and jerked the sunglasses from my eyes, setting them atop my head into my hair. “What?” he said in a voice that clearly didn’t understand where I could be leading things. “This is where the leading man tries to save the girl from herself. She is willing to give up everything for him and he, in his misguided attempt to save her, tells her he’s skipping for the hills and she has to beg him to stay and convince him that her love is real and that she is sound of mind. ↗

— Shelly Crane

#eli #love

A little crazy is good ↗

— Chris Hilton

#cuba #little #love #travel #love

But let us laugh carelessly like other men. Let us be timid even among fools. Let us knot silence around our throats. For they would surely kill us. ↗

— Glenway Wescott

#love #poetry #secrecy #love

The world is too quiet without you nearby. ↗

— Lemony Snicket

#quiet #you #love

I want to believe that, despite all the evidence to the contrary, there is reason to hope. ↗

— Rachel Cohn

#love #love

It was a completely new feeling for me–like someone had just released a million, tiny butterflies loose in my stomach, and they were feverishly flying up into my head and making me lose my mind. ↗

— Laura Miller

#butterfly-weeds #love #love

I would scream for you if you would hear me. I would burn this place to the ground if it meant you would see the smoke. I love you – I know this. ↗

— Rebecca Maizel

#love

Each night I lie down in a graveyard of memories. ↗

— Jerry Spinelli

#love