19
Oct
Falling in love is very real, but I used to shake my head when people talked about soul mates, poor deluded individuals grasping at some supernatural ideal not intended for mortals but sounded pretty in a poetry book. Then, we met, and everything changed, the cynic has become the converted, the sceptic, an ardent zealot.
— E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly (via hqlines)
19
Oct
In itself, homosexuality is as limiting as heterosexuality: the ideal should be to be capable of loving a woman or a man; either, a human being, without feeling fear, restraint, or obligation.
— Simone de Beauvoir (via hqlines)
19
Oct
The wind blew my words away from you. So while I told you I love you, the phrase was carried in the opposite direction and landed 333 miles away in the ears of a confused farmer. He was nice, though. He sent me a kind letter saying that while he was flattered, I wasn’t really his type.
— Jarod Kintz (via hqlines)
19
Oct
Their fingers seemed to fit together in just the right way- effortlessly clasped,like perfect complements.
— Nicholas Sparks (via hqlines)