And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer. ― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby. (Charles Scribner’s Sons April 10, 1925)
If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more. — Jane Austen, Emma. (Penguin Classics; Reissue edition May 6, 2003) Originally published 1815.
Isn’t it better to have your heart broken than to have it wither up? Before it could be broken it must have felt something splendid. That would be worth the pain. ― L.M. Montgomery, The Blue Castle ( Bantam Books, April 1, 1989) Originally published 1926,
There is a legend about a bird which sings just once in its life, more sweetly than any other creature on the face of the earth. From the moment it leaves the nest it searches for a thorn tree, and does not rest until it has found one. Then, singing among the savage branches, it… Continue reading Colleen McCullough
I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your… Continue reading Lisa Kleypas
I’m tired, tired of being enclosed here. I’m wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there; not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart; but really with it, and in it. — Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights. (Thomas Cautley Newby December 1847)
But you will never realize that an incident which filled but a degree in the circle of your thoughts covered the whole circumference of mine. No person can see exactly what and where another’s horizon is. — Thomas Hardy, Two on a Tower. (Hesperides Press November 12, 2006) Originally published 1882
It´s a good thing when a man is different from your image of him. It shows he isn´t a type. If he were, it would be the end of him as a man. But if you can´t place him in a category, it means that at least a part of him is what a human… Continue reading Boris Pasternak
I have little left in myself – I must have you. The world may laugh – may call me absurd, selfish – but it does not signify. My very soul demands you: it will be satisfied, or it will take deadly vengeance on its frame. — Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre. (Smith, Elder & Co. 16… Continue reading Charlotte Brontë
And it is you, spirit–with will and energy, and virtue and purity–that I want, not alone with your brittle frame. ― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre. (Penguin Classics; 9th Printing edition February 4, 2003) Originally published October 16th 1847.
The Vale of Soul-Making 