love

love

Nothing had changed. I was the stupid one again. I was the girl who never understood who she was to people.

Nothing had changed. I was the stupid one again. I was the girl who never understood who she was to people.

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

One's life has value so long as one attributes value to the life of others, by means of love, friendship, and compassion

One's life has value so long as one attributes value to the life of others, by means of love, friendship, and compassion

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I’ve become skeptical of the unwritten rule that just because a boy and girl appear in the same feature, a romance must ensue. Rather, I want to portray a slightly different relationship, one where the two mutually inspire each other to live - if I’m able to, then perhaps I’ll be closer to portraying a true expression of love.

I’ve become skeptical of the unwritten rule that just because a boy and girl appear in the same feature, a romance must ensue. Rather, I want to portray a slightly different relationship, one where the two mutually inspire each other to live - if I’m able to, then perhaps I’ll be closer to portraying a true expression of love.

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

He’s dozed off again, but I kiss him awake, which seems to startle him. Then he smiles as if he’d be happy to lie there gazing at me forever.

He’s dozed off again, but I kiss him awake, which seems to startle him. Then he smiles as if he’d be happy to lie there gazing at me forever.

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I close my eyes, thinking that there is nothing like an embrace after an absence, nothing like fitting my face into the curve of his shoulder and filling my lungs with the scent of him.

I close my eyes, thinking that there is nothing like an embrace after an absence, nothing like fitting my face into the curve of his shoulder and filling my lungs with the scent of him.

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

There is one friend in the life of each of us who seems not a separate person, however dear and beloved, but an expansion, an interpretation, of one's self, the very meaning of one's soul.

There is one friend in the life of each of us who seems not a separate person, however dear and beloved, but an expansion, an interpretation, of one's self, the very meaning of one's soul.

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

It's not enough to believe! Don't you see that, you stupid girl? You could spend your whole life hoping and believing! If a love affair is one-sided, then it's only ever a question, never an answer. You can't live your life waiting for an answer.

It's not enough to believe! Don't you see that, you stupid girl? You could spend your whole life hoping and believing! If a love affair is one-sided, then it's only ever a question, never an answer. You can't live your life waiting for an answer.

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I love you, Marks. My heart is completely and utterly yours. And unfortunately for you, the rest of me comes with it.

I love you, Marks. My heart is completely and utterly yours. And unfortunately for you, the rest of me comes with it.

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Neither a lofty degree of intelligence nor imagination nor both together go to the making of genius. Love, love, love, that is the soul of genius.

Neither a lofty degree of intelligence nor imagination nor both together go to the making of genius. Love, love, love, that is the soul of genius.

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Depression is the flaw in love. To be creatures who love, we must be creatures who can despair at what we lose, and depression is the mechanism of that despair.

Depression is the flaw in love. To be creatures who love, we must be creatures who can despair at what we lose, and depression is the mechanism of that despair.

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Love: the sickest of Irony’s sick jokes. The place where logic and order go to die.

Love: the sickest of Irony’s sick jokes. The place where logic and order go to die.

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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