So bright the flames burned in our Hearts, that we found each other in the Dark... — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Let us not forget the genial miraculous force we have known to proceed from a book. — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
“Sometimes when I remember we aren't the same person, it shocks me.” — Laurie Frankel Copy Share Image
“So, your friends call you Bastian. Your enemies call you asshole. What do lovers call you?” “Why do you want to know?”… — Rachel Grant Copy Share Image
“He was just a taker. She was a taker in her way too. They were taking each other, and they loved each… — Karen Abbott Copy Share Image
“Her tears still lay, unattended, on my bosom...I wouldn't wipe them, for she might stop paying me visits.” — Aporva Kala Copy Share Image
And therefore, — since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, — I am determined to prove a… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Her legs are two rivers, and the delta where they bleed into each other is the well of ecstasy.” — J y Tacheva Copy Share Image
Anyone can love peace, but Jesus didn't say, "Blessed are the peace-lovers." He says �peacemakers.� He is referring to a life vocation,… — Jim Wallis Copy Share Image
Find what you love and let it kill you. For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“Lovers are like Siamese twins, two bodies with a single soul; but if one dies before the other, the survivor has a… — Julian Barnes Copy Share Image
“It's not the right word, Eva," he pressed on stubbornly, his lips at my ear. "That's why I haven't said it. It's… — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
I had hoped to hear everyone discussing how much they missed my altruistic qualities, my legendary skills as a fighter and as… — Maria V. Snyder Copy Share Image
The habit some writers indulge in of perpetual quotation is one it behooves lovers of good literature to protest against, for it… — Ethel Smyth Copy Share Image
King René of Anjou [(1409-80)]was a strange compound of amiable, great and trifling qualities. He was so excellent a sovereign as to… — Horace Walpole Copy Share Image
But loneliness is as delusive a belief in the pertinence of the world as is love: in choosing to feel lonely, as… — Yiyun Li Copy Share Image
“With painstaking rumination, the tips of his fingers grazed over my neck, a deafening silence. I didn't move as his hand paused… — Rae Hachton Copy Share Image
“Whenever it rains, I remember him, not as a tear that hails down as a raindrop, but as a God of fertility.… — Mehek Bassi Copy Share Image
“But love is strange, as they used to say at the Chameleon Club. Even those of us who value intelligence over appearance… — Francine Prose Copy Share Image