Gemini Love Quotes

If your Birthday is on Christmas day and you're not Jesus, you should start telling people your birthday is on June 9 or something. Just read up on the traits of a Gemini. Suddenly you're a multitasker who loves the color yellow. Because not only do you get stuck with them combo gift, you get the combo song. "We wish you a merry Christmas - and happy birthday, Terry - we wish you a merry Christmas - happy birthday, Terry - we wish you a merry Christmas and a happy New Ye - Birthday, Terry!

Love cost its like working a full time job you got to put work and effort into it,and that's why it fails with a lot of people because they on the job part time !!! #GeminiStatus

When I saw you, I fell in love and you smiled because you knew.

When did you know I liked you?" "When you realized I was your best friend.

You not wanting to break me? Broke me.

Hundreds of fights are ahead of us, Weasley. I"ll still want you around at the end of them.

I need to espresso love by whatever beans necessary.

Sometimes it is worth taking a risk, no matter what the consequences.

You could say that Facebook is doing a far more effective job than religion at teaching us to 'love thy neighbor,' connecting us with random strangers and 'friends' from distant lands.

I became a student of my own depressed experience, trying to unthread its causes. What was the root of all this despair? Was it psychological? (Was it Mom and Dad's fault?( Was it just temporal, a 'bad time' in my life? (When the divorce ends will the depression end with it?) Was it genetic? (Melancholy, called by many names, has run through my family for generations, along with its sad bride, Alcoholism.) Was it cultural? (Is this just the fallout of postfeminist American career girl trying to find balance in an increasingly stressful alienting urban world?) Was it astrological? (Am I so sad because I'm a thin-skinned Cancer whose major signs are all ruled by unstable Gemini?) Was it artistic? (Don't creative people always suffer from depression because we're so supersensitive and special?) Was it evolutionary? (Do I carry in me the residual panic that comes after millennia of my species' attempting to survive a brutal world?) Was it karmic? (Are all these spasms of grief just the consequences of bad behavior in previous lifetimes, the last obstacles before liberation?) Was it hormonal? Dietary? Philosophical? Seasonal? Environmental? Was I tapping into a universal yearning for God? Did I have a chemical imbalance? Or did I just need to get laid?

a freindship without books is like a isnt a freinship at all

It's close to Christmas." "Oh yeah? I thought everyone was just crushing on an old dude with stellar beard

This is dedicated to a flirty Gem from a grumpy Cap. He knows who he is.

Guess I'll have to crash here again with you," Wesley said with a grin. "You planned it that way." "Whatever would make you think that?" Lloyd's expression said 'really?' "You made us watch the 1964 movie Sleep.

Signs and wonders, eh? Pity if there is nothing wonderful in signs, and significant in wonders! There's a clue somewhere; wait a bit; hist--hark! By Jove, I have it! Look, you Doubloon, your zodiac here is the life of man in one round chapter; and now I'll read it off, straight out of the book. Come, Almanack! To begin: there's Aries, or the Ram--lecherous dog, he begets us; then, Taurus, or the Bull--he bumps us the first thing; then Gemini, or the Twins--that is, Virtue and Vice; we try to reach Virtue, when lo! comes Cancer the Crab, and drags us back; and here, going from Virtue, Leo, a roaring Lion, lies in the path--he gives a few fierce bites and surly dabs with his paw; we escape, and hail Virgo, the Virgin! that's our first love; we marry and think to be happy for aye, when pop comes Libra, or Scales--happiness weighed and found wanting; and while we are very sad about that, Lord! how we suddenly jump, as Scorpio, or the Scorpion, stings us in rear; we are curing the wound, when whang comes the arrows all round; Sagittarius, or the Archer, is amusing himself. As we pluck out the shafts, stand aside! here's the battering-ram, Capricornus, or the Goat; full tilt, he comes rushing and headlong we are tossed; when Aquarius, or the the Waterbearer, pours out his whole deluge and drowns us; and, to wind up, with Pisces, or the Fishes, we sleep. There's a sermon now, writ in high heaven, and the sun goes through it every year, and yet comes out of it all alive and hearty.

Your fans, they love you erratic, charmingly gut-shot. They place the rose in your teeth, and you live off the thorns.

since when have I ever been anything exceptional ?" "Again. Good point

I want us to make rules together.” Lloyd pressed the softest kiss to his mouth. “I want us to break them together, too.

I wouldn't worry about shenanigans happening. I'm sure Lloyd is waiting." "Waiting," his mom nodded, impressed. "That's something." Wesley choked on the horror. Imagine having to wait.

I’m up for it. What do you want us to be? Nurse and patient? Rizzo and Kenickie? I still have that skirt.” Lloyd pulled Wesley tight against him and whispered in his ear. “How about fiancés?” Wesley’s stomach dropped and didn’t stop. A nervous flutter leaked into his voice. “Fiancés?

This thing with Graeson wasn’t love or simple lust. It was undefinable, and a thing without definition that technically couldn’t exist without such parameters shouldn’t hurt so much. But it did.

The first time he wrapped his arms around her and bent his head to caress her lips with his, she was caught by surprise and felt a breathless tingle shoot through her. Was this it, she wondered?

Of Scotland, I cherished both the sprawling days of summer, when dusk and dawn were one, and the witching darkness of winter, when I would warm my hands by the hearth while song and company wrapped themselves around me like a cloak against the cold. I loved the height and breadth of the mountains and the mysterious depth of the lochs.

This was the thing about religious types she hated so much. They never missed a chance to proselytize. No tragedy was sacred, no setback off-limits. They would solemnly enter your private space, regal and pompous as crows, full is righteous self-importance. Then, when she was at her weakest, they would tell her why the unacceptable was acceptable, why it was okay that she'd lost the love of her life because an invisible man in the sly (and it was always a man, wasn't it?) had willed it.

The idea of a random stranger walking up to me one day and saying, 'Hey, baby, you smell like forever. Let's do it,' isn't all that appealing honestly.

Catch my heart and take my Hand to find yourself some Big Time Love.

Love is a series of small hurts,” he agreed. “Even when everything goes right, your heart gets bruised.” Carrying

Samantha, 32. Gemini. Dog lover. Coffee addict. Loves adventure and getting treated like jerky. Bite me, and maybe I’ll let you wife me up.

Wesley pinched his wristband, paralyzed by Lloyd’s breathtaking smile. The smile he had been waiting to see for so long.

Hundreds of fights are ahead of us, Wesley. I’ll still want you around at the end of them.

Ironically, just when she needed to get as much sleep as possible to prepare her for the next few days, her excited anticipation kept her awake long into the night.

I took on my depression like it was the fight of my life, wich of course, it was. I became a student of my own depressed experience, trying to unthread its causes. What was the root of all this dispair? Was it psychological? (Mom and Dad's fault?) Was it just temporal, a "bad time" in my life? (When the divorce ends, will the depression end with it?) Was it genetic? (Melancholy, called by many names, has run through my family for generations, along with its sad bride, Alcholisme.) Was it cultural? (Is this just the fallout of a postfeminist American career girl trying to find balance in an increasingly stressful and alienating urban world?) Was it astrological? (Am I so sad because I'm a thin-skinned cancer whose major signs are all ruled by unstable Gemini?) Was it artistic? (Don't creative people always suffer from depression because we're so supersensitive and special?) Was it evolutionary? (Do I carry in me the residual panic that come after millennia of my species' attempting to survive a brutal world?) Was it Karmic? (Are all these spasms of grief just the consequences of bad behavior in previous lifetimes, the last obstacles before liberation?) Was it hormonal? Dietary? Philosophical? Seasonal? Environmental? Did I have a chemical imbalance? Or did I just need to get laid?

I'll read it off, straight out of the book. Come, Almanack! To begin: there's Aries, or the Ram— lecherous dog, he begets us; then, Taurus, or the Bull— he bumps us the first thing; then Gemini, or the Twins— that is, Virtue and Vice; we try to reach Virtue, when lo! comes Cancer the Crab, and drags us back; and here, going from Virtue, Leo, a roaring Lion, lies in the path— he gives a few fierce bites and surly dabs with his paw; we escape, and hail Virgo, the Virgin! that's our first love; we marry and think to be happy for aye, when pop comes Libra, or the Scales—happiness weighed and found wanting; and while we are very sad about that, Lord! how we suddenly jump, as Scorpio, or the Scorpion, stings us in the rear; we are curing the wound, when whang comes the arrows all round; Sagittarius, or the Archer, is amusing himself. As we pluck out the shafts, stand aside! here's the battering-ram, Capricornus, or the Goat; full tilt, he comes rushing, and headlong we are tossed; when Aquarius, or the Waterbearer, pours out his whole deluge and drowns us; and to wind up with Pisces, or the Fishes, we sleep. There's a sermon now, writ in high heaven, and the sun goes through it every year, and yet comes out of it all alive and hearty. Jollily

i wish i was a little less virgo moon a little more gemini rising i don’t mind being a scorpio sun but i wish it hurt less to be vulnerable and that my cancer mars at twenty-six degrees made me less likely to be angry but not talk about it then blame myself i wish my mercury in sagittarius would stop saying things that are rude but true and i would happily swap my venus in capricorn for taurus or anything a little less analytical i wish my pisces midheaven had a little more self-resolve and my chiron in leo didn’t try to sabotage my success all i’m asking is to switch some signs shift the sky i just need a little change

And one must bear in mind the odd angle or slant that the rays of love have to take in order to reach a heart like mine. From George Swiebel’s poker game, at which I drank so much and became so garrulous, I carried away one useful idea – for an atypical foot you need an atypical shoe. If in addition to being atypical you are fastidious – well, you have your work cut out for you. And is there still any typical foot? I mean by this that such emphasis has fallen on the erotic that all the eccentricity of the soul pours into the foot. The effects are so distorting, the flesh takes such florid turns that nothing will fit. So deformity has overtaken love and love is a power that can’t let us alone. It can’t because we owe our existence to acts of love performed before us, because love is a standing debt of the soul. This is the position as I saw it. The interpretation given by Renata, something of an astrologer, was that my sign was to blame for my troubles. She had never come across a more divided screwed-up suffering Gemini, so incapable of pulling himself together. ‘Don’t smile when I talk about the stars. I know that to you I’m a beautiful palooka, a dumb broad. You’d like me to be your Kama Sutra dream-girl.

What is love if not a risk?

The Gemini were twin brothers named Castor and Pollux. They were warriors and one of them, Castor, was killed. Pollux missed his brother so badly, he begged Jupiter, the king of the gods, to be permitted to give his own life as a ransom for his brother. Jupiter was moved to pity - sometimes, if you efface yourself enough and get them in the right mood, the old-bastard gods come through - and allowed Castor and Pollux both to live, but not at the same time. Castor lived one day in the heavens, while Pollux was in Hades, or hell; then Pollux lived one day in the heavens, while Castor was in hell. They alternated life and death but they didn't see each other. Then Jupiter took pity on them again. He rewarded their love for each other by placing them up there in the stars together. See? The Gemini. Forever.

Gemini took a step forward. “Aric, just ask her,” he said quietly. My sisters and friends gathered around us as Aric slowly fell to one knee. For a moment, he simply stared. But when he spoke, I could sense his devotion in every word. “Celia, you have been my princess since the first time I saw you. Now, I’d like you to be my queen for the rest of our lives. Will you marry me?” Big giant tears rolled down my long, fuzzy face. “Scratch once for yes, twice for no!” Bren yelled. I thought I’d always be ready to hear those words. And there I was, a damn horse. So instead of allowing this moment to be robbed from me, I closed my eyes and took in everything that was Aric—his scent, warmth, love, and all that had brought us together. Someone threw the quilt around me as I felt my body shrink and my bare feet slide along the sandy beach. For the first time, I’d managed to reclaim my human form following an accidental change, and I welcomed it for everything it allowed. Aric tucked the quilt around my naked skin and drew me to him, waiting patiently for me to answer. The lump in my throat tightened. After all the times I thought I’d lost him, was this really happening? It took the soft graze of his knuckles against my cheek to assure me this was more than a dream. My body trembled and so did my voice. “Yes,” I managed. Everyone assembled cheered when Aric kissed me, including Heidi, who changed from her white wolf form to stand beside her mate, Danny. Unlike me and being were, Heidi didn’t mind

When I read and watch Donald Trump shrug off or Twitter away that global warming is a hoax, his brushoffs don’t have the fire and passion of other things he off-handedly rejects. It’s a good sign recognizable to anyone loving Geminis in his or her life. I have a dear elder brother who’s an intellectually vibrant Gemini. I’ve also delved deep into the romantic and psychological depths with a lover born under the sign of “The Twins.” Thus from long and first-hand experience I contend that I can correctly sense the moment a Gemini’s stance on something is going void of course. There’s a little less feistiness. A tone of indifference grows. I can detect the subtle disengagement growing in Trump’s voice. If I’m not being fooled that there isn’t a new descent into deeper disinterest, the change in tone foreshadows a Gemini minded man or woman is about to shift gears

...and be emptied of gravity and surrounding by the rouge wave of an emotion she could not name.

When I read and watch Donald Trump shrug off or Twitter away that global warming is a hoax, his brushoffs don’t have the fire and passion of other things he off-handedly rejects. It’s a good sign recognizable to anyone loving Geminis in his or her life.

Friends they were, above all. Not servants. Not soldiers. Not subjects. But friends that I loved and to whom I owed everything. I had been blessed to know them. Honored that I was struck with a dream I could not part from. A simple dream. Freedom. All men are born free. We Scots have merely fought for what God intended us to have.

We’re as ready as we are ever damn well going to be. I say let them come. Let them test the faith of Scotland and the love of her people for their land and their freedom. I have no fear of whatever may befall us. I am ready, James. Are you?

he’d been relegated to being chained in a back yard, neglected, unappreciated. He could’ve turned out mean or scared. But he hadn’t. He’d chosen love over hate, courage over fear, loyalty over mistrust. Made you wonder how many dogs there were just like him, all that love and maybe even some instinct going to waste because the humans were either too stupid, busy, or selfish to notice.

The most compatible signs for Aquarius are Libra, Gemini, Sagittarius and Aries. By compatibility we mean that those signs can be great friends or lovers for an Aquarius. As friends, they may appear to be emotionally detached from others. Once you get to know them on a deeper level, however, you’ll find that they are a true friend. The Aquarius loves to cheer people up when they are feeling sad, and can be quite comedic at times.

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God, if you’ll accept my professional admiration. Anyway, Gemini and me, we sure could use the commission on that deal, and it would be kinda nice not to get ripped off, or beaten up, or maimed, or killed—unless, of course, that’s in your plan. So, please light the way, and fill our hearts with love. Signing off now, but keeping the line open, as always, I’ll say Amen.

Family, I’d concluded, was not defined by blood, but by acts of love.

Love — especially a dog’s love — can change a person. Not yet sixteen, Bellamy Larson — or Beam, as she’d rather be called — remembers everything. Truthfully, there’s a lot she’d just rather forget. Beam never knew her father and doesn’t ever want to. Her little brother died while saving her. And her mother self-medicates, leaving Beam to fend for herself. Desperate for a normal life, Beam carjacks a rusty pickup and drives south to live with her grandparents in Faderville, Kentucky. Unfortunately, as Beam soon figures out, ‘normal’ doesn’t exist. She could use a friend, but friends are hard to come by when you’re an outsider. Buzz Donovan knows what it’s like to live on the outside. Luckily for him, he has a friend — a dog named Hush. It’s because of Hush, though, that Buzz is homeless. But that’s his choice, because if it weren’t for Hush, he’d be dead. When Beam runs into Buzz, her world is turned upside down. She doesn’t trust dogs, and for good reason — she’s been mauled by one.

The magnificence of the English spring had stilled not only his tongue, but his thoughts also. His brain, always run ragged with theories and ideas, interpreting feelings, uncovering meanings, over-thinking how he was feeling himself and worrying about those he loved—it had stopped. All of it. The relief of having his mind fill instead with the fragrant, glorious silence of the morning astounded him.

The astrological signs are divided into four elements: water, earth, air, and fire. the weather complement one another, interfere with one another, fight, or get together. Hence there's what we call love compatibility between the signs. And what signs belong to every element? Cancer, Scorpio, and Pisces are fabricated from water; Taurus, Virgo, and Capricorn, of the earth; Gemini, Libra, and Aquarius, of the air; and Aries, Leo, Sagittarius, fire. Look at the love compatibility between the signs and find out who would be your ideal partner