#love

"I began to realize what everyone in the world knows and routinely forgets: that to be loved sexually is to be loved not for one's actual self but for one's ability to arouse desire in the other...Only the thoughts in one's mind or intuitions of the spirit can attract permanently..."

"My head’ll explode if I continue with this escapism."

"Russian, Metafizicheskiy-poshlost This is the humorous metaphysical banality like watching Tolstoy's wife, Sophia, nag her husband about leaving borscht stains on the table linen. The resulting discombobulation totally messed up the ending of Anna Karenina."

"Either we are adrift in chaos or we are individuals, created, loved, upheld and placed purposefully, exactly where we are. Can you believe that? Can you trust God for that?"

"What are you wishing for?' Grace interrupted. 'To kiss you,' I said to her."

"The Fate of Prodigies [10w] Early to peak, early to deal with obsolescence and obscurity."

"Suddenly it was too hard to be in his presence, too painful to know that he would belong to someone else."

"With a palindrome of a name, like Bob, I’d be both right thinking and dyslexic. Would you love me more as a Bob, or as a Bob?"

"Blood of my Blood,"he whispered, "and bone of my bone. You carry me within ye, Claire, and ye canna leave me now, no matter what happens, You are mine, always, if ye will it or no, if ye want me or nay. Mine, and I wilna let ye go."

"There’s something really cool about knowing that your destiny is SO big that you’re not meant to share it with anyone. At least not yet."

"Faith is like love: it does not let itself be forced."

"Rotaryrotatory In a universe composed wholly of revolving doors we'll have no need for gatekeepers or tipping doormen at Christmas."

"I loved him as we always love for the first time; with idolatry and wild passion."

"You can't condemn an entire species of people because of the actions of one man."

"A woman's happiness is in throwing everything away to live for love."

"He was afraid of defiling the love which filled his soul."

"I say, “In the contract we said we wouldn’t break each other’s hearts. What if we do it again?” Fiercely he says, “What if we do? If we’re so guarded, it’s not going to be anything. Let’s do it fucking for real, Lara Jean. Let’s go all in. No more contract. No more safety net. You can break my heart. Do whatever you want with it."

"What does the brain matter compared with the heart?"

"To whom could I put this question (with any hope of an answer)? Does being able to live without someone you loved mean you loved her less than you thought...?"

"I liked you the first time I saw you. You were sitting on the floor surrounded by books, and you looked up when I opened the door and smiled right at me. It felt like you had been waiting for me, like you were welcoming me home."