#sun

For the first time in my life, I said the words, “I need a drink. ↗

— Cristina Marrero

#cristy-anne #lesbian #lgbtq #love #queer-youth

He stepped down, avoiding any long look at her as one avoids long looks at the sun, but seeing her as one sees the sun, without looking. ↗

— Leo Tolstoy

#anna-karenina #avoiding #flattery #gaze #love

When sad she brings the thunder And her tears, they bring the rain When ill she feeds a poison To us all to fell her pain Her smiles they bring the sunshine And the laughter and the wind And the birds they go on singing And the world is whole again. "Smile, sweet Sunday," Wednesday whispered in her ear. "The birds need your love so they can lift their wings. ↗

— Alethea Kontis

#birds #enchanted #sunday #wedneday #love

Love you always, miss you always... running day and night, leaving the place of sun and moon, of ice and snow. Never look back, never forget. ↗

— Jessica Day George

#love #mon #never-forget #sun #love

Love was a damaging mistake and its accomplice,hope, a trecherous illusion".. ↗

— Khaled Hosseini

#love

What a great thing, to be loved! What a greater thing still, to love! The heart becomes heroic though passion…if no one loved, the sun would go out. ↗

— Victor Hugo

#love #sun #love

There was no reason for Bella Swan to cross paths with me. She would be avoided like the plague she was. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#edward-cullen #love #love-story #midnight-sun #twilight-saga

Each spice has a special day to it. For turmeric it is Sunday, when light drips fat and butter-colored into the bins to be soaked up glowing, when you pray to the nine planets for love and luck. ↗

— Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni

#luck #spice #sunday #turmeric #love

Love is like trying to wrestle an albino. It’s tough because they’re slippery and all lubed up with sunscreen.
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— Jarod Kintz

#albino #love #lube #slip #slippery

Don’t be fooled by clever hands, sir” the Sunlight Man said. He’d be lying with the back of his head on his hands, as he always lay. “Entertainment’s all very well, but the world is serious. It’s exceedingly amusing, when you think about it: nothing in life is as startling or shocking or mysterious as a good magician’s trick. That’s what makes stagecraft deadly. Listen closely, friend. You see great marvels performed on the stage - the lady sawed in half, the fat man supported by empty air, the Hindu vanishing with the folding of a cloth - and the subtlest of poisons drifts into your brain: you think the earth dead because the sky is full of spirits, you think the hall drab because the stage is adazzle with dimestore gilt. So King Lear rages, and the audience grows meek, and tomorrow, in the gray of old groceries, the housewife will weep for Cordelia and despair for herself. They weren’t fools, those old sages who called all art the Devil’s work. It eats the soul. ↗

— John Gardner

#the-sunlight-dialogues #art