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I will show you a love potion without drug or herb, or any witch's spell; if you wish to be loved, love. ↗

— Charles Lindberg

#love-potion #spell #witch #love

I can teach you how to defend yourself some. Not" - he held her gaze - "that it will always keep you safe. There are times when no amount of training will stop what others would do." "So why..." She let the question drift away. "Because it helps me sleep at night, because it helps me focus, because sometimes I like knowing that maybe if I were in danger again it would help." He kissed her forehead. "And sometimes because it gives me hope that it'll make me strong enough to be loved and protect the one I would try to love. ↗

— Melissa Marr

#love

She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, feeling defeated. ↗

— Natasha Farrant

#love-forever #love-story #love

In the Spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love. ↗

— Alfred Tennyson

#romance #love

It's about more than us, now, can't you see? I love you, of course I do, but some things...some things just have to be done. ↗

— Natasha Farrant

#love-story #resistance #starcrossed #wartime #love

...come lie beside me again and understand - the others can show by actions, but I alone will immortalize you in words... ↗

— John Geddes

#love-lost #poetry-quote #understanding #wisdom #words

Being a doctor he didn't want for choices, but also being a doctor he understood the fragility of bone and sinew that encompassed the even more fragile organ of the heart. He envisioned Therese's as being wound in intricate, tight, vinelike veins that he would slowly make sense of and unravel. ↗

— Tara L. Masih

#love

And then, with the feather-green darkness pressed against the windows, he puts his filthy fingers on my scrubbed hope face and says, "If I kiss you, it's all over." And then he does. And then it is. ↗

— Emma Forrest

#love #romance #sex #love

A woman who can eat a real bruschetta is a woman you can love and who can love you. Someone who pushes the thing away because it's messy is never going to cackle at you toothlessly across the living room of your retirement cottage or drag you back from your sixth heart attack by sheer furious affection. Never happen. You need a woman who isn't afraid of a faceful of olive oil for that. ↗

— Nick Harkaway

#love #olive-oil #women #love

The accepted and betrothed lover has lost the wildest charm of his maiden in her acceptance of him. She was heaven whilst he pursued her as a star: she cannot be heaven, if she stoops to such a one as he. ↗

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

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