The best way of killing a rose is to force it open when it is still only the promise of a bud.
— José Saramago, The Cave
Once you’ve gotten the meaning, you can forget the words.
It comes so soon, the moment when there is nothing left to wait for.
— Marcel Proust, In Search of Lost Time
If you can stay in love for more than two years, you’re on something.
— Fran Lebowitz
The only way of knowing a person is to love them without hope.
— Walter Benjamin
The mind is not a vessel that needs filling, but wood that needs igniting.
You’re something between a dream and a miracle.
— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
How lightly we learn to hold hope,
as if it were an animal that could turn around
and bite your hand.
— Danusha Laméris
Travel and tell no one,
live a true love story and tell no one,
live happily and tell no one,
people ruin beautiful things…
— Khalil Gibran
Sex is just another form of talk, where you act the words instead of saying them.
— D.H. Lawrence
It is so beautiful, so exciting, this love, that I tremble on the verge of it.
— Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
You can know a man by his devils and the way he gives hurts
— Saul Bellow
Be like the fox who makes more tracks than necessary,
some in the wrong direction.
— Wendell Berry, "Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front"
I’d rather take coffee than compliments just now.
Louisa May Alcott