fearlessloveangelsdevotion: There are so many days that the magnifcence of Love is simply inef
fearlessloveangelsdevotion: There are so many days that the magnifcence of Love is simply ineffable. Moment after moment, where I am confined by the weakness of my words. And then someone lends you their voice, and expresses for you, what your tongue tied and awe struck soul could not…. “In the space of a week she learned fear, but certainty; anguish, but happiness. René threw himself at her like a pirate at his prisoner, and she reveled in her captivity, feeling on her wrists, her ankles, feeling on all her members and in the secret depths of her heart and body, bonds less visible than the finest strands of hair, more powerful than the cables the Lilliputians used to tie up Gulliver, bonds her lover loosened or tightened with a glance. She was no longer free? Yes! Thank God, she was no longer free. But she was light, a nymph on clouds, a fish in water, lost in happiness. Lost because these fine strands of hair, these cables which René held, without exception in his hand, were the only network through which the current of life any longer flowed into her.” ~ Pauline Réage, Story of O -- source link