#anne

Go where the pain is, go where the pleasure is. ↗

— Anne Rice

#pain #pleasure #writing #writing-advice #writing-advice

I can't understand how she could have wanted to live back here, away from everything," said Jane. "Oh, I can easily understand that," said Anne thoughtfully. "I wouldn't want it myself for a steady thing because, although I love the fields and woods, I love people too... ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#fields #home #l-m-montgomery #people #woods

Do you know, Gilbert, there are times when I strongly suspect that I love you! ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#love

I would die rather than live without you. I would die the same way he died. I can't bear you to look at me the way you did. I cannot bear it if you do not love me!" -Claudia. ↗

— Anne Rice

#horror #vampire #love

I love you," he said, and it felt as if the whole world settled into place when he finally told her. "I love you, and I cannot bear the thought of a moment without you. I want you at my side and in my bed. I want you to bear my children, and I want every bloody person in the world to know that you are mine. ↗

— Julia Quinn

#daniel-smythe-smith #love

His death took place on the same day, at the same time of the same month as Katie’s: Monday 12th November at 4am in the morning, on her tenth year anniversary. The old radio suddenly came live and the song Immortality by Celine Dion played. Emma proved you can love the man and hate the disease. She was relieved Ronan’s suffering had ended and that he had gone before her as he was so ill ↗

— Annette J. Dunlea

#annette-j-dunlea #irish-writer #death

Always and Forever was about a love bond so strong that it transcends physical limitations and worlds. Love survived death for both Katie and Ronan and Katie the ghost moves between worlds. In death she remained the protector and the strong one in the marriage. A love divinely blessed in church as a marriage and God appointed Katie as his angel to watch over him and sent her as his angel of death to carry him to heaven. Ronan after Katie’s death became a medium between Katie and the outside world. He saw her and can talk to her ↗

— Annette J. Dunlea

#annette-j-dunlea #irish-writer #death

And cruelly, surely, I said to her, "Did you love this child?" I will never forget her face then, the violence in her, the absolute hatred. "Yes." She reached for the locket even as I clutched it. It was guilt that was consuming her, not love. It was guilt -that shop of dolls Claudia had described to me, shelves and shelves of the effigy of that dead child. But guilt that absolutely understood the finality of death. There was something as hard in her as the evil in myself, something as powerful. She touched my waistcoat and opened her fingers there, pressing them against my chest. And I was on my knees, drawing closer to her, her hair brushing my face. ↗

— Anne Rice

#claudia #louis #death

A person can be lonely even if he is loved by many people, because he is still not the "One and Only" to anyone. ↗

— Anne Frank

#diary #love

You only had to choose which me to talk to, for, you know, we all change our manners, depending on who has come to chat. One doesn’t behave at all the same way to a grandfather as to a bosom friend, to a professor as to a curious niece. ↗

— Catherynne M. Valente

#manners #change