Lovingly Quotes (page 677)
Then after a long time Annie wasn’t a little girl anymore. She was a big girl and I was so much in love with her that I lived in a dream. In the dream my heart seemed to be ready to burst, for it seemed that the whole world was inside it swelling to get out and be the world. But that summer came to an end. Time passed and nothing happened that we had felt so certain at one time would happen.
Robert Penn Warren
The light. The light is so bright that all that remains is you and the darkness. You can feel the audience breathing. It's like holding a gun or standing on a precipice and knowing you must jump. It feels slow and fast. It's like dying and being born and fucking and crying. It's like falling in love and being utterly alone with God; you taste your own mouth and feel your own skin and I knew I was alive and I knew who I was and that that wasn't who I'd been up till then. I'd been so far...
Russell Brand
![Swami Vivekananda quote: "This attachment of Love to God is indeed one that does not..."](/pic/301357/600x316/quotation-swami-vivekananda-this-attachment-of-love-to-god-is-indeed-one.jpg)
...when he looks at Beauty in the only way that Beauty can be seen - only then will it become possible for him to give birth not to images of virtue (because he's in touch with no images), but to true virtue [arete] (because he is in touch with true Beauty). The love of the gods belongs to anyone who has given to true virtue and nourished it, and if any human being could become immortal, it would be he.
Plato
![Demi Lovato quote: "Somewhere we went wrong. Our love is like a song. But you..."](/pic/301320/600x316/quotation-demi-lovato-somewhere-we-went-wrong-our-love-is-like-a-song.jpg)
![Sylvia Plath quote: "If you pluck out my heart
To find what makes it move,
You’ll..."](/pic/301316/600x316/quotation-sylvia-plath-if-you-pluck-out-my-heartto-find-what-makes-it.jpg)
I learned to make things not matter, to put a seal on my hopes and place them on a high shelf, out of reach. And by telling myself that there was nothing inside those hopes anyway, I avoided the wounds of deep disappointment. The pain was no worse than the quick sting of a booster shot. And yet thinking about this makes me ache again. How is it that as a child I knew I should have been loved more? Is everyone born with a bottomless emotional resevoir?
Amy Tan