[whatthedickens]

They hugged again, merrily, waltzing messily in the kitchen, and kissed, merrily, waltzing more.

— Maggie Stiefvater, Call Down The Hawk

[whatthedickens]

I want our summers to always be like this — a kitchen wrecked with love, a table overflowing with baked goods warming the already warm air.

— Aimee Nezhukumatathil, Baked Goods

[whatthedickens]

I'm so full of love I could barely eat.

— Hozier, Work Song

[whatthedickens]

I am sitting at my kitchen table waiting for my lover to arrive with lettuce and tomatoes and rum and sherry wine and a big floury loaf of bread in the fading sunlight. Coffee is percolating gently, and my mood is mellow.

— Notebooks, Tennessee Williams

[whatthedickens]

Perhaps the world will end at the kitchen table, while we are laughing and crying, eating of the last sweet bite.

— Joy Harjo, Perhaps the World Ends Here

[whatthedickens]

notice how falling raindrops have a way of looking like repeating ellipses that never quite know when to end.

[whatthedickens]

some people live in the quiet spaces between the words that writers use; there's no sugarcoating it.

[whatthedickens]

heartbreak wears the skin of a thirty three year old woman, singing lullabies to an empty cradle.

[whatthedickens]

you call a boy beautiful when he least expects it – like an unplanned confession.

[whatthedickens]

you walk into poetry, head down, the way most people walk into hallways – regularly, routinely.

[whatthedickens]

You said I killed you — haunt me, then!

[whatthedickens]

I' m not a religious person but I do sometimes think God made you for me.

— Sally Rooney, Normal People

[whatthedickens]

Because my love for you is higher than words, I have decided to fall silent.

— Nizar Qabbani, The Book of Love

[whatthedickens]

They asked, "do you love her to death?" I said, "speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life."

— Mahmoud Darwish, unknown

[whatthedickens]

I am trying to make myself digestible. I am trying to make myself easy to love.

— I.B. Vyache, Conversations Over Sanguinaccio Dolce

[whatthedickens]

There seemed to be something tragic in a friendship so coloured by romance.

— Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

[whatthedickens]

Dylan O'Brien being an absolute sweetheart and apologising to the crew for the way he had to act in the short film is, honestly, enough to make me smile.