“… I believe a strong woman may be stronger than a man, particularly if she happens to have love in her heart. I guess a loving woman is almost indestructible.”— Lee, from Steinbeck’s East of Eden (via tumblinas) (via lessee)
Somewhere in between the tangle of sheets, kisses, electricity, and discarded clothes, they both found that which they had been looking for. They fell asleep holding each other and, together, they began to dream.
“‘Just so you know,’ he shouts, and a pause that seems to take a million years secludes them from the rest of the world, ‘hell would switch places with heaven before I ever forget you.’”—from the story “Heaven” by Assad Abboud (via woodshavings) (via ladysadie)
“I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect. And it’s these things I’d believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn’t all she should be. I love her and it is the beginning of everything.”—F. Scott Fitzgerald (via heyaloverly) (via scout) (via noahkai) (via jeralyndwile) (via daretoknow)
“A loving relationship is one in which the loved one is free to be himself — to laugh with me, but never at me; to cry with me, but never because of me; to love life, to love himself, to love being loved. Such a relationship is based upon freedom and can never grow in a jealous heart.”—Leo F. Buscaglia (via freelancer) (via justlia) (via anjywanjy)
“There’s this place in me where your fingerprints still rest, your kisses still linger, and your whispers softly echo. It’s the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me.”—Gretchen Kemp (via downtoearthbaby)
“I laughed and said, Life is easy. What I meant was, Life is easy with you here, and when you leave it will be hard again.”—
“Ten True Things” from No One Belongs Here More Than You, by Miranda July (via nightmarebrunette).
I photocopied this story and sent it to someone I value very much, a little over a year ago. She’d sent me a chapter of Susan Sontag’s The Volcano Lover. I think perhaps it’s time to send her another story.
“You can’t stop loving or wanting to love because when it’s right, it’s the best thing in the world. When you’re in a relationship and it’s good, even if nothing else in your life is right, you feel like your whole world is complete.”—Keith Sweat (via thresca)
…and not just love but accept and even embrace (the only constant is change, right? i think the lack of acceptance and realization of that sentiment explains why people are so willing to divorce…. among many other reasons, of course).
“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities
or pride; so I love you because I knew no other
way than this, where ‘I’ does not exist, nor ‘you’.
So close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so
close that your eyes close as I fall asleep”—
There is a couple sitting side by side on a park bench, reading. These are the sort of moments I miss most in my own life. Reading in bed together. Lying in grass, half-napping under a blanket of sunlight. Writing for someone and saying, “This is for you.” Or, even better, saying “Thank you,” not in response to a word or action, but saying it because it is necessary. Thank you for existing. Thank you for sharing your life with me. Thank you for letting me share mine. Thank you for making everything seem better. Thank you for making me strive to be a better person. Thank you for not giving up.
I like “thank you for loving me the very best you can.” It feels good to hear that, and it feels even better when you get to say it.