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Did I ever tell you my pet peeve?' No,' I said. People who dress up their pets to look like Little Lord Fauntleroys or cowboys, clowns, ballerinas. As if it's not enough just to be a dog or cat or turtle. ↗

— Jerry Spinelli

#pets #love

You see, this happened a few months ago, but it's still going on right now, and it ought to make us feel ashamed when we talk like we know what we're talking about when we talk about love. ↗

— Raymond Carver

#shame #talk #time #love

Kayso, Foo finally came home and I jumped into his arms and sort of rode him to the ground with a massive tongue kiss so deep that I could taste the burned cinnamon toast of his soul, but then I slapped him, so he didn't think I was a slut. (Shut up, he had wood.) --Being the Journal of Abby Normal ↗

— Christopher Moore

#christopher-moore #love

Raynor slapped her so hard her teeth rattled and eyes stung, but she refused to react except to say saucily, "You must have heard how I like foreplay." "I hope you like it a lot, because with your mouth, you'll be getting it nonstop." "Goody," she said dryly. "Because I so love a man who needs to prove his masculinity by beating on women. Do you hit children and kick cats, too? ↗

— Larissa Ione

#love

Call it professional interest. You see, Jessamine, love is a kind of poison; one of my favorite kinds, in fact. It infects the blood; it takes over the mind; it seizes dominion over the body. It amuses me to think of him pining for you. Aching for what he cannot have. The loneliness in his soul is festering like a wound. There is nothing I could do for him that is worse that what you have already done, my lovely. And I assure you, in his case there will be no cure. ↗

— Maryrose Wood

#love

If you fall in love with jerk, don't you just reject him. He may reveal the jerk part of you which concealed. ↗

— Toba Beta

#fall-in-love #jerk #reject #reveal #love

A toast, Jedediah, to love on my terms. Those are the only terms anybody ever knows - his own. ↗

— Orson Welles

#love

Love is not an emotion. It is a policy. ↗

— Hugh Bishop of Mirfield

#love #love

Her memory's your love. You want no other. ↗

— Henry James

#love

When you fall in love, you fall in love with yourself, when you kill yourself, you kill someone else. ↗

— Jessica Treat

#love