#k

There was something she found intensely attractive about a man with a thirst for knowledge. Marc's obsessive love of books had been--she realized now--a huge part of his appeal.... ↗

— Martin Edwards

#books #knowledge #love

Love means never to have to say, "That hooker meant nothing to me" - Jonathan "Jack" McVoy ↗

— E.J. Eisman

#jackmcvoy #sex #love

I love you," he said softly, his hand stroking her back. "And I'll do anything for you. You know that, right?" Mia smiled, her heart overflowing with emotion. "I love you more..." "That would be impossible," he told her, and the intensity in his voice startled her. "I love you so much it hurts. ↗

— Anna Zaires

#mia #love

There was still so much unresolved between them, but in this moment, she couldn't bring herself to care about the way their relationship had started, about all the mutual lies and betrayals. In this moment, she knew only that she loved him, that every part of her longed to be with him. ↗

— Anna Zaires

#mia #love

I don't know what happened between the two of you. I don't know if it can be forgiven. The hardest thing always is to forgive yourself. ↗

— Antonia Michaelis

#lighthouse-keeper #mr-knaake #forgiveness

Give me excess of love, whatever it costs. We pay with our souls, and if we die with our souls intact we know we haven't loved enough. ↗

— Louise Carey

#love #souls #the-city-of-silk-and-steel #love

Texting and phone calls, fireworks, blends, café au lait, and music. Yesterday's television. Work and beer. The neighbor's dog, or those strange flowers, the way it smells at Maisen. Those ordinary things I talk about with you. With you... I want to talk about love with you. ↗

— Tomoko Yamashita

#coffee #fireworks #flowers #love #maisen

For as long as I could remember, I had been transparent to myself, unselfconscious, learning, doing, most of every day. Now I was in my own way; I myself was a dark object I could not ignore. I couldn't remember how to forget myself. I didn't want to think about myself, to reckon myself in, to deal with myself every livelong minute on top of everything else - but swerve as I might, I couldn't avoid it. I was a boulder blocking my own path. I was a dog barking between my own ears, a barking dog who wouldn't hush. So this was adolescence. Is this how the people around me had died on their feet - inevitably, helplessly? Perhaps their own selves eclipsed the sun for so many years the world shriveled around them, and when at least their inescapable orbits had passed through these dark egoistic years it was too late, they had adjusted. Must I then lose the world forever, that I had so loved? Was it all, the whole bright and various planet, where I had been so ardent about finding myself alive, only a passion peculiar to children, that I would outgrow even against my will? ↗

— Annie Dillard

#awakening #consciousness #selfconsciousness #love

She had never loved him so much as she did in that instant. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#fathers-and-daughters #game-of-thrones #love

A thing is not necessarily true because badly uttered, nor false because spoken magnificently. ↗

— Saint Augustine

#because #false #necessarily #nor #spoken