#ado

I am sick of women who love one. Women who hate one are much more interesting. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#antipathy #women #love

It will hurt." said Petra. "But let's make the most of what we have, and not let future pain ruin present happiness. ↗

— Orson Scott Card

#love #pain #shadow-puppets #love

If it's ka it'll come like a wind, and your plans will stand before it no more than a barn before a cyclone ↗

— Stephen King

#fate #ka #love #roland #stephen-king

He had not breathed a word of love, or dropped one hint of tenderness or affection, and yet I had been supremely happy. To be near him, to hear him talk as he did talk, and to feel that he thought me worthy to be so spoken to - capable of understanding and duly appreciating such discourse - was enough. ↗

— Anne Brontë

#agnes-is-adorable #anne-brontë #quotes #love

Oh, Kendra, before I forget, Gavin asked me to give you this letter." He held out a gray, speckled envelope. "Happy birthday to you!" Seth exclaimed, his voice full of implications. Kendra tried not to blush as she tucked the envelope away. "Dear Kendra," Seth improvised, "you're the only girl who really gets me, you know, and I think you're very mature for your age--" "What about some cake?" Grandma interrupted, holding the first piece out to Kendra and glaring at Seth. ↗

— Brandon Mull

#crushes #fablehaven #grip #humor #mull

Could you have possibly put more water between us? ↗

— Saundra Mitchell

#love #nathaniel-witherspoon #love

And she says she wants to expose me to all these great things. And to tell you the truth, I don't really want to be exposed to all these great things if it means that I'll have to hear Mary Elizabeth talk about all the great things she exposed me to all the time. I don't understand that. I would give someone a record so they could love the record, not so they would always know that I gave it to them. ↗

— Stephen Chbosky

#culture #philosophy #love

How can one love the light and live in darkness? ↗

— Brent Weeks

#count-drake #night-angel #the-way-of-shadows #love

She shook her head. She was so pale under the diffuse lamp-light that she looked almost transparent, as if Simon could have looked right through her. The way, he supposed, he always had. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#fiction #love #shadowhunters #vampires #love

Why they think everyone should be alike in making love when no one can even agree on what ice cream they like, I'll never know from Dark Citadel ↗

— Cherise Sinclair

#love