#v

She wanted nothing more than someone to miss, to touch, with whom to speak like a child, with whom to be a child. ↗

— Jonathan Safran Foer

#love

I was beginning to understand something I couldn't articulate. It was a jazzy feeling in my chest, a fluttering, a kind of buzzing in my brain. Warmth. Life. The circulation of blood. Sanguinity. I don't know. I understood the enormous risk of telling the truth, how the telling could result in every level of hell reigning down on you, your skin scorched to the bone and then bone to ash and then nothing but a lingering odour of shame and decomposition, but now I was also beginning to understand the new and alien feeling of taking the risk and having the person on the other end of the telling, the listener, say: Bad shit at home? You guys are running away? Yeah, I said. I understand, said, Noehmi. ↗

— Miriam Toews

#feeling #irma-voth #life #literature #miriam-toews

And the fact was that he remembered once thinking that he was fine with dying anywhere at any time… but now, gazing at each corpse in turn, he thought with all his heart, I’m glad I didn’t die there. I have to go home. I’ve still got things to do. ↗

— Yukako Kabei

#harvey #living #home

I could never love where I could not respect. ↗

— Charlotte Elizabeth Aisse

#love

In the kitchens of love, after all, vice is like the pepper in a good sauce; it brings out the flavor, it’s indispensable. ↗

— Louis-Ferdinand Céline

#love

hills that stand soft and a sky that stands high and blue, and the sun setting behind a windmill, and always, always, hazy strings of mountains that fall and fall away on the horizon. ↗

— Khaled Hosseini

#descriptive-writing #love-of-home #home

Shane settled his flamethrower more comfortably on his shoulders. “Ladies? After you.” “Rude,” Claire said. “I was being polite!” “Not when you have a flamethrower. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#shane-collins #morganville-vampires

Sitting beside Abe was Adrian Ivashkov--my more-or-less boyfriend. Adrian was a royal Moroi--and another spirit user like Lissa. He'd been crazy about me (and often just crazy) ever since we first met ↗

— Richelle Mead

#rose-hathaway #adrian-ivashkov

All right," he said. "Since you ask so nicely." "I wasn't asking." "I'm aware of that. The sharp point in my back did make it clear. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#myrnin #rachel-caine #morganville-vampires

He broke the kiss and leaned against her, breathing hard. "Good morning to you, too. Man, I just can't stay mad when you do that. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#shane-collins #morganville-vampires