Marsa

“The only love I’ve ever known or craved is the kind that keeps me sick, sick with longing, sick with lust, sick with need, sick with grief. The distorted kind that leaves scars and jaded hearts.”
― Kate Stewart, Flock

“the heart is a dangerous organ that isn’t meant to be free. Why else would God have built a cage for it?”
― Keri Lake, Master of Salt & Bones

“Your love sustained me and made up for a lifetime of loneliness,” he said. “I’ll love you for eternity.”
― Claire Contreras, Fables & Other Lies

“I think love—the good kind—holds an equal mix of wonder and familiarity. That feeling like you know someone, yet you also know parts of them are still a mystery that you can’t wait to slowly discover. If there’s no wonder, I think the love can die. If there’s no familiarity, I think the love already feels dead. If I were the one marrying you, I would be bothered more than I am. But you chose her.”
― Jewel E. Ann, The Lost Fisherman