#v

Music is my God, and it is the only love that has never left me. ↗

— Ville Valo

#ville-valo #love

Kesan pertama selalu manis – seperti sekeranjang aprikot segar berpadu dengan vanili dan gulali. Meskipun sudah diteguk habis, rasanya tersisa untuk waktu yang sangat lama, baik pahit maupun manis. Bagi saya, cinta yang sesungguhnya seperti itu. ↗

— Winna Efendi

#wine #love

Cinta adalah.. merasakan seluruh emosi jungkir balik dan berbaur menjadi satu. Merasa segalanya akan baik-baik saja selama berpegangan tangan dengannya. Seperti sedang bermimpi.. dengan kedua mata terbuka lebar-lebar. ↗

— Winna Efendi

#love

If he even survives." She shivered, and Amon put his arm around her, drawing her into his steady warmth. "It's that bad?" Raisa nodded. "He looked...he looked awful, Amon. Willo doesn't know if he'll...She's worried about him. My mother died, and I never got to tell her that I loved her, that I finally understood - just a little anyway. If Han dies too, I don't know what I'll do. ↗

— Cinda Williams Chima

#han #loss #love #raisa #love

I suppose it doesn't matter what form love takes, maybe you just need to take it when it comes. ↗

— Albert Borris

#believe #love #take-chances #love

Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime. Lead me, save me from my solitude. Say you want me with you, here beside you. Anywhere you go, let me go, too. Christine; that's all I ask of you. ↗

— Charles Hart

#phantom-of-ther-opera #phantom-to-christine #love

He stalked up behind her to clench her hips, and she stilled. In a breathy voice, she asked, "You're going to make love to me again, aren't you?" In answer,he lifted her onto the counter, tore off her shift, then pressed her naked body back into the blooms. ↗

— Kresley Cole

#romance #sex #love

Knowing that this is what it means to live. That this love, this need is what drives us to push and fight and build and grow. That as long as there's hope and love in this world, there will always be the living. ↗

— Carrie Ryan

#survival #love

There are two kinds of people in the world: those who love chocolate, and communists. ↗

— Leslie Moak Murray

#humour #love

It dawned on them that unlike Aunt Josephine, who had lived up in that house, sad and alone, the three children had one another for comfort and support over the course of their miserable lives. And while this did not make them feel entirely safe, or entirely happy, it made them feel appreciative. They leaned up against one another appreciatively, and small smiles appeared on their damp and anxious faces. They had each other. I'm not sure that "The Beaudelaires had each other" is the moral of this story, but to the three siblings it was enough. To have each other in the midst of their unfortunate lives felt like having a sailboat in the middle of a hurricane, and to the Beaudelaire orphans this felt very fortunate indeed. ↗

— Lemony Snicket

#love