#delirium

An immense body, encircling my delirium, a body made of wind and sunlight, crouching and stretching, encompassed the existence of the slightest human echo. ↗

— Joë Bousquet

#echo #surrealism #surreal

I said, I prefer the ocean when it's gray. Or not really gray. A pale, in-between color. It reminds me of waiting for something good to happen. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#waiting

Recently I was directing an episode of 'Glee' and I lost my cell phone - and I didn't have time to buy a new one for three weeks. Well, the first few days I was anxious as hell, suffered the delirium tremens, didn't think I could make it through, etc. Then something kind of curious happened - I began to feel great. ↗

— Eric Stoltz

#began #buy #cell #cell phone #could

I put my forehead on his collarbone, place one hand on his chest. Its rhythm reassures me: He is real, and he is now. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#love #real #reassurance #love

This is what I want. This is the only thing I've ever wanted. Everything else—every single second of every single day that has come before this very moment, this kiss—has meant nothing. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#delirium #lauren-oliver #lena #romance #alex

Love: a single word, a wispy thing, a word no bigger or longer than an edge. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#lauren-oliver #love

Find the things that matter, and hold on to them, and fight for them, and refuse to let them go. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#inspirational #lauren-oliver #love #novels #romance

The most wonderful thing in life is to be delirious and the most wonderful kind of delirium is being in love. In the morning mist, hazy and amorous, London was delirious. London squinted as it floated along, milky pink, without caring where it was going. ↗

— Yevgeny Zamyatin

#delirium #london #love #life

....love and desire enjoy a symbiotic relationship, meaning that one cannot exist without the other. Desire is an enemy to contentment; desire is illness, a feverish brain. Who can be considered healthy who wants? The very word want suggests a lack, an impoverishment, and that is what desire is: an impoverishment of the brain, a flaw, a mistake. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#desire #love #love

I told you," he whispers back. I can feel his breath just tickling the space behind my ear, making my hair prick up on my neck. "I like you." "You don't know me," I say quickly. "I want to, though. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#delirium #lauren-oliver #lena-holoway #love #love