#wil

Tessa is gone, and every moment she is gone is a knife ripping me apart from the inside. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#tessa-gray #will-herondale #love

Tessa was laying on her side, her brown hair spread over the pillow, watching Will, whose face was bent over the pages, with a look of tenderness in her eyes, a tenderness mirrored in the softness of Will's voice as he read. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#love #tenderness #tessa-gray #will-herondale #love

I don't think you will ever fully understand how you've touched my life and made me who I am. I don't think you could ever know just how truly special you are that even on the darkest nights you are my brightest star ↗

— Erica Jong

#life

For this I would have been damned forever. For this I would have given up everything. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#love #shadowhunters #the-infernal-devices #tid #will-herondale

They looked at each other, baffled, in love and hate. ↗

— William Golding

#william-golding #love

Surely it was a good way to die, in the place of someone else, someone I loved. Noble, even. That ought to count for something. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#love

I know you're frustrated that he's keeping you locked up like this, but don't give him too bad a time when he gets back. He loves you more than you know. It terrifies him to be away from you. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#rosalie #twilight #love

–Mi consciencia, –susurró Will. –Tú eres mi consciencia. Siempre lo has sido, James Carstairs. Haré esto por ti, pero primero voy a conseguir una promesa. –¿Qué clase de promesa? –Me pediste hace años que cese de buscar una cura para ti, –dijo Will. –Quiero que me liberes de esa promesa. Déjame mirar, al menos. Libérame para buscar. Jem miró con cierto asombro. –Justo cuando creo que te conozco perfectamente, me sorprendes de nuevo. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#parabatai #spanish #will-herondale #spanish

The love that follows us sometime is our trouble, which still we thank as love. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#macbeth #play #tragedy #william-shakespeare #love

That's certainly a problem. But that's not what I was thinking of. It's just that you are so soft, so fragile. I have to mind my actions every moment that we're together so that I don't hurt you. I could kill you quite easily, Bella, simply by accident." His voice had become just a soft murmur. He moved his icy palm to rest it against my cheek. "If I was too hasty… if for one second I wasn't paying enough attention, I could reach out, meaning to touch your face, and crush your skull by mistake. You don't realize how incredibly breakable you are. I can never, never afford to lose any kind of control when I'm with you. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#romance #twilight #love