#y

It's just that, right now, I want to hear you promise me that if we do run out of time and I go mad, like Miranda, it ends with me. The curse ends here, because our baby will be safe. You will make that happen. Isn't that so?" It took him a minute. "Yes," he said finnally. "It's so. Although, if we're just going to talk about the baby, I can think of an easier way to save her." Oh? What?" I'd just lock her up from her sixteenth birthday on." Lucy didn't laugh. "Don't think I haven't thought of that too, love. but here's the thing. That parents try that in all the fairy tales. It never works. ↗

— Nancy Werlin

#hope #love #love

Discord says it's a good idea. That's comforting. ↗

— Melissa Marr

#donia #sarcasm #love

If you don't pray often, you won't gain a love for praying. Prayer is work, and therefore it is not very appealing to our natural sensibilities. But the simple rule for prayer is this: Begin praying and your taste for prayer will increase. The more you pray, the more you will acquire the desire for prayer, the energy for prayer, and the sense of purpose in prayer. ↗

— Leslie Ludy

#ludy #prayer #love

The whole world goes on and on about love. Poets spend their lives writing about it. Everyone thinks it's the most wonderful thing. But, when you mention two guys in love, they forget all that and freak out. ↗

— Mark A. Roeder

#homophobia #homosexuality #love

Love is hate War is Peace No is Yes And we're all free. ↗

— Tracy Chapman

#hate #love #peace #war #yes

And still on a winter's night, they say, when the wind is in the trees, When the moon is a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, When the road is a gypsy's ribbon looping the purple moor, The highwayman comes riding-- Riding--riding-- The highwayman comes riding, up to the old inn-door. Over the cobbles he clatters and clangs in the dark inn-yard, He taps with his whip on the shutters, but all is locked and barred, He whistles a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there But the landlord's black-eyed daughter-- Bess, the landlord's daughter-- Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair. ↗

— Alfred Noyes

#the-highwayman #love

I'm bored with that line. I never use it anymore. My new line is "In 15 minutes everybody will be famous. ↗

— Andy Warhol

#funny #funny

Say it. But..." "But what?" he asked. She whispered it, sounding too vulnerable. "But only if its the truth, Caine. Only. If." "I love you," he said. ↗

— Michael Grant

#diana #finally #gone #light #love

Can I kiss you now?" he asked. "I think you'd better, tiger," I replied. ↗

— Colleen Houck

#eternal-love #kelsey #love #meant-to-be #ren

If that isn't a declaration of love, I don't know what is. And the words tumble out of me—�a dam breached. ↗

— E.L. James

#fifty-shades-darker #love