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Maybe if the empty space inside her was filled with love there'd be no room for sad and dark things. ↗

— Glenda Millard

#empty-space #love #room #sad #love

I understood that in this small space of time we had mutually surrendered our loneliness and replaced it with trust. ↗

— Patti Smith

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My heart went into my throat. I leaned back against Luke, his arm moved to wrap around my chest and we watched two people we both cared a lot about. They were in love, they were healed and most of all, they were outrageously happy. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

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All I wanted was what I'd already had. That exultation, that love. It was my one real home; I was a visitor everywhere else. ↗

— Scott Spencer

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Her heart was broken perhaps, but it was a small inexpensive organ of local manufacture. In a wider and grander way she felt things had been simplified. ↗

— Evelyn Waugh

#observation #satire #love

Sam's eyes studied my lips and I studied hers. We each leaned in closer until our foreheads were touching. It felt like currents of electricity were running through the two of us, making me feel like I was going to melt from the intensity. ↗

— Keary Taylor

#kissing #love #love

Remember," he called. "Just be yourself, and everyone will love you!" Nick rolled his eyes and made a rude gesture, and Alan drove the car away laughing. ↗

— Sarah Rees Brennan

#nick #love

Oh, now my Erin, she'd smile down on me no matter where I walked." Grandpop smiled that little smile again. "But I'd be separated from her, and I'd feel that separation in my soul, you see?" Nathan shook his head. Grandpop sighed. "You have the Irish eyes, boy. One of these days, you'll see from eyes, not your own, feel with a heart outside your chest. Wild Irish eyes. Nathan. When you love, love well and love true, and take care, lad, because those Irish eyes are windows into not just your own soul, but the soul of the one you love." Grandpop looked out at his Erin's grave. "And when you lose that heart, you can't leave the places where your memories are the best. And if I left her, I'd not be buried beside her. ↗

— Lora Leigh

#elite #eyes #grandpop #irish #leigh

Любимото лице не се запомня - макар и да го гледаш часове. Дали защото се впечатва в тебе така дълбоко, че през теб излиза и се излъчва някъде отвъд? Или защото, гледайки в него дълго, все искаш в погледа му да откриеш как ти се отразяваш там и търсиш в него собственото си лице? ↗

— Blaga Dimitrova

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I wish I didn’t need words to speak to her. They sometimes hold very different meanings for us both. ↗

— Darnell Lamont Walker

#love #words #love