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How is it that men create such lovely silhouettes, such shadows of the corporeal, capturing things in their most wraith-like moment and yet they are not content with honing such divine talent? Instead, they opt to dissect the cadaver of that which cast the shadow. ↗

— F. Voutsakis

#humanity #intense #lyrical #moving #powerful

Everything was illuminated. Everything was connected. Everything was one. Everything was love. ↗

— H. Raven Rose

#dark-eros #illuminated #karma #love #love

His words slow my pulse. His fingers, square and even, feel nonpareil entwined with mine. He is symmetry. He is color. "Never," I tell him. "I will never go away." "You're sure about that?" "I'm sure I can't live with a Ram-sized hole in my chest." "That would be a pretty big hole, I think," Ram says. "Don't be so sure. You're short." "Hey," Ram protests. "I worry for you on carnival rides." "I get on carnival rides just fine, thanks." "The operator doesn't stop you?" "Tim," He pauses. "Sometimes. ↗

— Rose Christo

#love #love

There had been an attempt to humiliate him. It had not succeeded. He had paid, but pain, like pleasure, has no duration. Pride was an entity more persistent. ↗

— Jack Vance

#pain #pleasure #pride #love

All love is socioeconomic. It’s the gradients in status that make arousal possible. ↗

— Gary Shteyngart

#gary-shteyngart #humor #love #russian-debutante-s-handbook #socioeconomics

One of the things I love about labeling myself as an author is that I can read books and call it "researching writing styles." --Mike Mankoff ↗

— Mike Mankoff

#love

What a situation!' cried Miss Squeers; '...What is the reason that men fall in love with me, whether I like it or not, and desert their chosen intendeds for my sake?' 'Because they can't help it, miss,' replied the girl; 'the reason's plain.' (If Miss Squeers were the reason, it was very plain.) ↗

— Charles Dickens

#humor #plain #vanity #love

I've always heard people complaining that love hurts. So, how does it look like, does it have a sword? ↗

— Newton Omido

#love

They met at one of the Bouchercon mystery conferences. Love among the midlist. “It’s raining cats and dogs!” Ted announced, which gives you an idea of the sort of thing they write. ↗

— Josh Lanyon

#love

The chilling thought occurred to me that breaking up with someone you love to criticize might be the only way to save yourself from becoming unlovable ↗

— Bob Smith

#humor #love #love