#ape

It answers the question that was tormenting you: my love, you are not 'one thing in my life' - not even the most important - because my life no longer belongs to me because...you are always me. ↗

— Jean-Paul Sartre

#love #personal-papers #life

Reading was my escape and my comfort, my consolation, my stimulant of choice: reading for the pure pleasure of it, for the beautiful stillness that surrounds you when you hear an author’s words reverberating in your head. ↗

— Paul Auster

#choice #comfort #comsolation #escape #pleasure

Sex keeps me in shape. I don't diet, I eat what I like. I love Mars bars and I smoke and drink. But I love running off in the middle of the day to make love. It really burns up calories. ↗

— Lisa Snowdon

#burns #calories #day #diet #drink

She tried to break from his hold, and he tightened his grip. “You’re safe. I killed the rogues.” The woman stilled and searched his face, the wildness still heavy in her blue eyes. “You’re a wolf.” He smiled and nodded. “And you’re a tiger.” “A white tiger.” To match her white-blond hair. “And a beautiful one. ↗

— Lia Davis

#ashwood-falls #lia-davis #romance #shapeshifter #beauty

Together they spent their whole lives waiting for their luck to change, as though luck were some fabulous tide that would one day flood and consecrate the marshes of our island, christening us in the iridescent ointments of a charmed destiny. ↗

— Pat Conroy

#destiny #island #landscape #luck #south-carolina

Why do you want to keep this beauty for yourself? Why don’t you want to share it? The world is made of shared grace and harmony. Look at the sun shining, at the bees flying, the flowers blossoming. What would happen if they were ashamed like you are? No beauty would be revealed. We would live in an eternal shadow of what could exist. ↗

— Aileen Rose

#bdsm-paranormal #romance #shapeshifters #beauty

Over the years, one comes to measure a place, too, not just for the beauty it may give, the balminess of its breezes, the insouciance and relaxation it encourages, the sublime pleasures it offers, but for what it teaches. The way in which it alters our perception of the human. It is not so much that you want to return to indifferent or difficult places, but that you want to not forget. ↗

— Barry Lopez

#enlightenment #landscape #learning #meditation #travel

My body slid from human to wolf in a crack! of black smoke. Wolf was panting and I watched frost dissipate on my hot tongue, sending tiny rivulets of steam into the air. The world was sharp and clear, and I never realized how many different colors of shadow there were. It made me savor the dark beauty of night even more. ↗

— Heather Heffner

#shapeshifter #urban-fantasy #werewolf #beauty

The Press is the living jury of the Nation." James Gordon Bennett, editor of the New York Herald in 1841 ↗

— Daniel Stashower

#beauty

Comely was the town by the curving river that they dismantled in a year's time. Beautiful was Colleton in her last spring as she flung azaleas like a girl throwing rice at a desperate wedding. In dazzling profusion, Colleton ripened in a gauze of sweet gardens and the town ached beneath a canopy of promissory fragrance. ↗

— Pat Conroy

#nostalgia #small-town #south-carolina #spring #beauty