#lex

I suggest you keep your distance from her and concentrate on your own work.” “I’m in love with her.” “I am sorry to hear that,” he says. “It will make the challenge a great deal more difficult for you.” “We have been playing at this for more than a decade, when does it end?” “It ends when there is a victor. ↗

— Erin Morgenstern

#man-in-the-grey-suit #marco #love

For me . . .” the words seemed difficult for Alex to find, “getting to stay with you, to spend more time with you . . . to love you the way you should be loved, it’s all I live for. ↗

— Angela Corbett

#love

It's the rule of the wilds. You must be bigger, and stronger, and tougher. A coldness radiates through me, a solid wall that is growing, piece by piece, in my chest. He doesn't love me. He never loved me. It was all a lie. "The old Lena is dead." I say, and then push past him. Each step is more difficult than the last; the heaviness fills me and turns my limbs to stone. You must hurt or be hurt. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#lena #lies #love #requiem #love

What are you doing a study on right now?" "A study on the statistical probablity of love at first sight. ↗

— Jennifer E. Smith

#charlotte #hadley #monty #oliver #violet

Where such men love they have no desire and where they desire they cannot love ↗

— Sigmund Freud

#desire #love

We choose to shelter ourselves from hurt and Disappointment, when we reach out to the soul Of one's mind, were translating our own needs The need to be heard an understood , one, on The level of deep and intriguing thinking Should Not necessarily be reaching for the stars But a Moment in time to touch intensely ,To love immensely, To hope for infinity. ↗

— Deeann Elizabeth Pavlick

#love

Όταν προτιμούνται τα αγόρια από τα κορίτσια, τα συμπλέγματα κατωτερότητας στα κορίτσια είναι σχεδόν αναπόφευκτα. Τα παιδιά είναι πολύ ευαίσθητα και ακόμα και ένα πολύ καλό παιδί μπορεί να πάρει μια ολότελα λαθεμένη κατεύθυνση στη ζωή εξαιτίας της υποψίας του ότι προτιμούν τους άλλους. ↗

— Άλφρεντ Άντλερ

#children #complex #girls #growing-up #life

There is a frontier-line in human closeness That love and passion cannot violate-- Though in silence mouth to mouth be soldered And passionate devotion cleave the heart. Here friendship, too, is powerless, and years Of that sublime and fiery happiness When the free soul has broken clear From the slow languor of voluptuousness. Those striving towards it are demented, and If the line seem close enough to broach-- Stricken with sadness...Now you understand Why my heart does not beat beneath your touch. ↗

— Anna Akhmatova

#friendship

How did I love her? Let me count the ways. The freckles on her nose like the shadow of a shadow; the way she chewed her lip when she was thinking and the way her ponytail swung when she walked and how when she ran she looked like she was born going fast and how she fit perfectly against my chest; her smell and the touch of her lips and her skin, which was always warm, and how she smiled. Like she has a secret. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#love

There are some situations which men understand by instinct, by which reason is powerless to explain; in such cases the greatest poet is he who gives utterance to the most natural and vehement outburst of sorrow. Those who hear the bitter cry are as much impressed as if they listened to an entire poem, and when th sufferer is sincere they are right in regarding his outburst as sublime. ↗

— Alexandre Dumas

#relationship #sorrow #sympathy #the-count-of-monte-cristo #men