#lovers

They were stars on this stage, each playing to an audience of two. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#lovers #marriage #stage #stars #wedding

This is what we do. Not so much argue as joust, in jest. We can't stop pushing and pulling the taffy of words and concepts. ↗

— Larry Duberstein

#friendship #ideal-relationship #love #lovers #relationships

All really great lovers are articulate, and verbal seduction is the surest road to actual seduction. ↗

— Marya Mannes

#articulate #great #lovers #really #road

If you look closely you'll find all my lovers inscribed on my skin. ↗

— Jill Ciment

#lovers #love

He settled in beside me, and I curled into him. Cocooned in Wes. God, it felt so good. “Thank you,” I whispered. “I’ve never felt so amazing.” “I wanted you in my life from the beginning, Mal. Any way I could have you.” He snuggled me closer. “Even if it meant just as friends.” I couldn’t help snorting. “Thank God that’s not the case.” He chuckled and gave me a squeeze. “Amen, my friend. ↗

— Missy Welsh

#friends-to-lovers #life

The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along. ↗

— Rumi

#love

Dogs wait for us faithfully. ↗

— Marcus Tullius Cicero

#doglovers #love #faith

With painstaking rumination, the tips of his fingers grazed over my neck, a deafening silence. I didn't move as his hand paused at the base of my throat. He listened to the arrhythmic beating of my heart, my pulse thumping beneath his fingers. He kissed me along my neckline and throat. I almost burst apart from the longing. My blood burned for him. ↗

— Rae Hachton

#death-and-dying #ellie-piper #gothic-fantasy #gothic-romance #lovers

Lovers and madmen have such seething brains Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#imagination #lovers #madmen #reason #dreams

Sleep, my love," He whispered, smoothing her long hair, lifting the damp locks away from the back of her neck. "I'll be here to watch over you." "You sleep too," she said groggily, her hand creeping to the center of his chest. "No." McKenna smiled and pressed a soft kiss against her temple. His voice was husky with wonder. "Not when staying awake is better than anything I could find in a dream. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#love #lovers #post-coital #romantic #sweet