#lover

Love is seeing someone for who they are, and for all the things that they don't know they can be. Sometimes it's neither seeing things as good or bad, but seeing them as aspects that create the being. If you cannot love someone for all of the things that create their personality, then you'll find it hard to love them at all. I can be everything or nothing, but I cannot love without you. ↗

— Jennifer Megan Varnadore

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He learned how quickly love died when you weren't looking; if you weren't looking. ↗

— Andre Dubus

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The townspeople took the prince for dead When he never returned with the dragon’s head When with her, he stayed She thought he’d be too afraid But he loved her too much instead. ↗

— Jess C. Scott

#dragons #fantasy #love #lovers #poems

Lovers are weapons, but love is a wound. ↗

— Lauren DeStefano

#lovers #love

Love me less, but love me for a long time ↗

— David Levithan

#love #romance #love

But I've grown thoughtful now. And you have lost Your early-morning freshness of surprise At being so utterly mine: you've learned to fear The gloomy, stricken places in my soul, And the occasional ghosts that haunt my gaze. ↗

— Siegfried Sassoon

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They made love until Chris had to leave for the airport, without sleeping at all. After Chris had left, wearing wrinkled jeans and Xander’s sweat and seed on his skin, Xander flopped back onto the bed and looked miserably at the clock. ↗

— Amy Lane

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Cram your head with characters and stories. Abuse your library privileges. Never stop looking at the world, and never stop reading to find out what sense other people have made of it. If people give you a hard time and tell you to get your nose out of a book, tell them you're working. Tell them it's research. Tell them to pipe down and leave you alone. ↗

— Jennifer Weiner

#reading #writing #work

It is harder, usually, to find a person who wants to walk the streets of me, to taste the teas of my country, to... immigrate, you could say. ↗

— Catherynne M. Valente

#love #lovers #relationships #love

My hands are in his hair and his arms wrap around my waist tighter. I know what Henry does to me. I’m space bound. A rocket about to blast off. And I want Henry to send me to the moon. ↗

— Lauren Hammond

#young-adult-novels #young-love #love