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Heal me? You’re trying to heal me by rubbing your…by rubbing against me?” Kat didn’t even try to keep the skepticism out of her voice. “Yeah, right. ↗

— Evangeline Anderson

#love #sexual-healing #sought #love

I happened to look up and there it was. All over and done with, at last. I sat on for a few moments with the ball in my hand and the dog yelping and pawing at me. (Pause.) Moments. Her moments, my moments (Pause.) The dog's moments. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#krapp #love #moments #play #relationship

When he asked if he was mine, tears in his eyes, I think he knew what he would do, what he would have to do, and he was mourning us. He was mourning us the whole time. ↗

— Emma Forrest

#love #love-loss #love

...strands of your hair and tendrils of the wind spin into nothingness the memories of that day... ↗

— John Geddes

#love #memories #nothingness #poetry-quotes #tendrils

In viata nu ai decat o unica mare dragoste ; toate cele care o preceda sunt amoruri de rodaj, iar toate cele care o urmeaza sunt amoruri de recuperare... ↗

— Frédéric Beigbeder

#love

Love is not a disease...I cannot let them cut you out of me, nor her either. I will cling to my sickness, if it is a sickness. I will hold it close to me like the sun. ↗

— Rachel Hartman

#love

The world yearns. This is its sure gravity: the attraction of bodies. Earth for molten star. Moon for earth. A hand for the orb of a breast. This is its movement too: the motion of desire, of a longing toward. ↗

— Alison MacLeod

#love #love

Did you know that baby, You're the bluebird in my sky, I only want to make you happy Because I love you see you fly ↗

— Nick Carter

#love #love

Who Goes With Fergus? Who will go drive with Fergus now, And pierce the deep wood's woven shade, And dance upon the level shore? Young man, lift up your russet brow, And lift your tender eyelids, maid, And brood on hopes and fear no more. And no more turn aside and brood Upon love's bitter mystery; For Fergus rules the brazen cars, And rules the shadows of the wood, And the white breast of the dim sea And all dishevelled wandering stars. ↗

— W.B. Yeats

#william-butler-yeats #love

Smartass Disciple: Master, why should people love each other ? Master of Stupidity: Well, orgasm is felt better than kill each other. ↗

— Toba Beta

#love #orgasm #sex #truth #love