#dora

If I may so express it, I was steeped in Dora. I was not merely over head and ears in love with her, but I was saturated through and through. Enough love might have been wrung out of me, metaphorically speaking, to drown anybody in; and yet there would have remained enough within me, and all over me, to pervade my entire existence. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#david-copperfield #dora #love #love

...is worship too strong a word? yes, I worship you - to worship is to give worth to something – isn’t that what love is all about?... ↗

— John Geddes

#love #words #worship #love

Once I saw Graham - wholly unconscious of her proximity - push her with his restless foot. She receded an inch or two. A minute after one little hand stole out from beneath her face, to which it had been pressed, and softly caressed the heedless foot. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#graham #polly #unrequited-love #villette #love

...how are you sacred to me? your lines are golden threads - your patter, my patten - I explore the liturgy of your words... ↗

— John Geddes

#liturgy #love #sacred #words #love

You hold substance in my psyche ↗

— Sarahbeth Purcell

#cute #love #love-song #psyche #sarahbeth-purcell

I knew it was Peter playing. I fancied he was trying to tell me something - an absurd idea, but it persisted - 'I may not be able to spell, but just you listen to this. ↗

— Jennifer Paynter

#embarrassment #jane-austen #jennifer-paynter #love #mary-bennet

Marriage brings up all the things I pushed to the back burner - the fears, the mistrust, the doubts, the insecurities. It's like opening Pandora's box. ↗

— Jennifer Aniston

#box #brings #burner #doubts #fears

Some people will go to the opening of an envelope. They live their lives in the public eye and get off on it, they need it. They need that kind of adoration. If their name isn't in the tabloids once a week they feel like a failure. ↗

— Jensen Ackles

#envelope #eye #failure #feel #get

I smell of sweat. I don't like people smelling of all these weird things. I think deodorant is disgusting. ↗

— Rupert Everett

#disgusting #i #i think #like #people

Christmas in Bethlehem. The ancient dream: a cold, clear night made brilliant by a glorious star, the smell of incense, shepherds and wise men falling to their knees in adoration of the sweet baby, the incarnation of perfect love. ↗

— Lucinda Franks

#adoration #ancient #baby #bethlehem #brilliant