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I'm up for it. Whatever it is. As long as it means I'll always be with you.
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lover
love
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Melissa de la Cruz |
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Unconditional love is an illogical notion, but such a great and powerful one.
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christianity
love
unconditional-love
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A.J. Jacobs |
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(You do not have to be shamed in my closeness. Family are the people who must never make you feel ashamed.) (You are wrong. Family are the people who must make you feel ashamed when you are deserving of shame.) (And you are deserving of shame?) (I am. I am trying to tell you.) 'We were stupid,' he said, 'because we believed in things.' 'Why is this stupid?' 'Because there are not things to believe in.' (Love?) (There is no love. Only the end of love.) (Goodness?) (Do not be a fool.) (God?) (If God exists, He is not to be believed in.)
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family
god
love
shame
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Jonathan Safran Foer |
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They'd never been lovers, of course, not in the physical sense. But they'd been lovers as most of us manage, loving through expressions and gestures and the palm set softly upon the bruise at the necessary moment. Lovers by inclination rather than by lust. Lovers, that is, by love.
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lovers
love
gestures
lust
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Gregory Maguire |
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Everything measurable passes, everything that can be counted has an end. Only three things are infinite: the sky in its stars, the sea in its drops of water, and the heart in its tears.
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love
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Gustave Flaubert |
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This good fellowship - camaraderie - usually occurring through the similarity of pursuits is unfortunately seldom super-added to love between the sexes, because men and women associate, not in their labors but in their pleasures merely. Where, however, happy circumstances permit its development, the compounded feeling proves itself to be the only love which is strong as death - that love which many waters cannot quench, nor the floods drown, besides which the passion usually called by the name is as evanescent as steam.
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marriage
feelings
passion
love
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Thomas Hardy |
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I don't know why I feel so wounded with Kartik's obvious infatuation with Pippa. There's no romance between us. There's nothing that tethers us but this dark secret neither of us wants. It's not Kartik's longing that hurts. It's my own. It's knowing that I'll never have what she has--a beauty so powerful it brings things to you. I fear I will always have to chase things I want. I'll always have to wonder whether I'm truly wanted or whether I've just been settled for.
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pain
love
lost-love
hurt
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Libba Bray |
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lwqt lnsny l ysyr fy shkl dy'ry bl ytqdm fy khT mstqym. mn hn, l ymkn llnsn 'n ykwn s`ydan l'n ls`d@ rGb@ fy ltkrr.
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sex
psychological
political
religion
love
philosophy
جنس
friedrich-nietzche
milan-kundera
neitzsche
اجتماع
كائن-لا-تحتمل-خفته
ميلان-كونديرا
نيتشه
علم-نفس
فلسفة
فلسفة-حياة
religion-and-philoshophy
حب
philosophy-of-life
friedrich-nietzsche
sociology
novel
psychology
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ميلان كونديرا |
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You don't need princes to save you. I don't have a lot of patience for stories in which women are rescued by men.
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fairy-tales
women
love
inspriational
lesbianism
strong-heroine
women-s-strength
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Neil Gaiman |
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Please don't hate you??!! I hate that I love you. Loving you made me waste a year of my life. Loving you made me be passionate about nothing but you. Loving you made me take risks I never would have otherwise. Loving you made me give it up to you. Loving you made me neglect my parents and Amy. Loving you made me not care that my grandma just died. Loving you made me turn out bitter and hopeless like her. Loving you made me hate myself for being dumped by you. Loving you made me deluded, irrational, inconsiderate, and a liar. And because I love you, you're always going to haunt me. I'll never be able to have another birthday without wondering how you're celebrating yours. I'll never be able to think another guy is more handsome, talented, intelligent, or worth loving than you, despite all your faults (and there are many). I'll never be able to check my e-mail without praying I'll find a message from you with the subject line . Meanwhile, every corner of this city is laced with memories of us together, and I'll never be able to leave the house without hoping and dreading that I'll run into you. You stole Fort Myers from me, and I lived here first, you fucking thief. You actually may be one of my last thoughts when I die.
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hate
love
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Daria Snadowsky |
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Don't you see? You and he might never cross paths again. Of course, a chance meeting could occur, and I hope it happens. I really do, for your sake. But realistically speaking, you have to see there's a huge possibility you'll never be able to meet him again. And even if you do meet, he might already be married to somebody else. He might have two kids. Isn't that so? And in that case, you may have to live the rest of your life alone, never being joined with the one person you love in all the world. Don't you find that scary?
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people
life
love
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Haruki Murakami |
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Only connect! That was the whole of her sermon. Only connect the prose and the passion, and both will be exalted, and human love will be seen at its height. Live in fragments no longer.
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passion
writing
love
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E.M. Forster |
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When they write my obituary. Tomorrow. Or the next day. It will say, Leo Gursky is survived by an apartment full of shit
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romance
love
obituary
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Nicole Krauss |
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A mother's heart is a vast and glorious thing. My mother's heart was expansive, having been enlarged by suffering and years of clinging to Jesus while being misunderstood, dismissed, and judged by those she loved most. Me included. It had cost her to love, had cost her much to mother. It always does. But she would tell you that it's worth it, that there is no other way.
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love
truth
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John and Stasi Eldredge |
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He thought of the number of girls and women she had seen marry, how many homes with children in them she had seen grow up around her, how she had contentedly pursued her own lone quite path-for him. ~ Stephen speaking of Rachael
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love
waiting
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Charles Dickens |
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"Noah drew me closer to him. "It's okay. I've got you."
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love
noah-and-echo
katie-mcgarry
noah-hutchins
pushing-the-limits
sweet
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Katie McGarry |
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"He leaned toward me and delicately grazed my lips with his. The tease left me breathless, burning for more. "I keep having to remind myself that I can do that," he smirked."
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kiss
love
reason-to-breathe
emma-thomas
evan-mathews
rebecca-donovan
sweet
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Rebecca Donovan |
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Truly, it is in loss that we learn a thing's true value.
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love
kushiel-s-dart
jacqueline-carey
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Jacqueline Carey |
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A heart well worth winning, and well won. A heart that, once won, goes through fire and water for the winner, and never changes, and is never daunted.
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love
our-mutual-friend
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Charles Dickens |
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Men cannot grieve as dogs do. But they grieve for many years.
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dogs
grief
love
farseer
robin-hobb
pets
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Robin Hobb |
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If the human heart sometimes finds moments of pause as it ascends the slopes of affection, it rarely halts on the way down.
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romance
love
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Honoré de Balzac |
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She was perhaps too young to realize that what she assumed was her love for [him] was actually a tentative, timorous, acceptance of herself.
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love
the-god-of-small-things
self-acceptance
self-love
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Arundhati Roy |
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"He shook his head in wonder. "You are magnificent." "I keep telling everyone that," she said with a nonchalant shrug, "But you seem to be the only one to believe me."
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marriage
love
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Julia Quinn |
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The trouble with you is that the only way you can communicate is through art. You've never learned to communicate your feelings to a man. You don't even want to communicate in a relationship. You think that if you open up to love, you'll lose your independence or your self-expression or creativity or whatever you call all that passionate, wonderful stuff that makes you feel alive inside.
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relationships
love
creativity
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Tom Robbins |
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He's become the one the songs are about, and while part of me knows he's probably worth that, another part is yelling at me to slow the fuck down.
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love
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John Green |
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You've come to give me a piece of your mind. You know that phrase is really beautiful. The mind is the most powerful thing in the body. Whatever the mind believes, the body can achieve. So to give someone a piece of it... well thank you. Funny how people are always intent on giving it to the people they dislike when it really should be for the ones they love.
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positive-thinking
love
cecelia-ahernt
philosphy-of-people
if-you-could-see-me-now
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Cecelia Ahern |
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Love is the most common miracle.
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miracle
life
love
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John Green |
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For he was aware of the great secret of life: Women don't look for handsome men. Women look for men who have had beautiful women. Having an ugly mistress is therefore a fatal mistake.
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women
relationship
love
mistress
ugly
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Milan Kundera |
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"A phrase began to beat in my ears with a sort of heady excitement: "There are only the pursued, the pursuing, the busy and the tired."
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romance
living
life
love
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F. Scott Fitzgerald |
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I kissed him hard. The few people in the bar must have been thinking that all they were seeing was just a kiss. They didn't know that this kiss stood for my whole life - and his life, as well. The life of anyone who has waited, dreamed, and searched for their true path. The moment of that kiss contained every happy moment I had ever lived.
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kissing
true-love
happiness
love
true-path
waiting
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Paulo Coelho |
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I felt a splinter of guilt wedge into my heart. Charlotte had hurt me; in return, I'd hurt Rob. Maybe that's what we do to the people we love: take shots in the dark and realize too late we've wounded the people we're trying to protect.
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love
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Jodi Picoult |
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Falling in love, although it resulted in altered body chemistry and was therefore real, was a hormonally induced delusional state, according to him. In addition it was humiliating, because it put you at a disadvantage, it gave the love object too much power. As for sex per se, it lacked both challenge and novelty, and was on the whole a deeply imperfect solution to the problem of intergenerational genetic transfer.
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sex
love
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Margaret Atwood |
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There is more beauty than our eyes can bear, precious things have been put into our hands and to do nothing to honor them is to do great harm.
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courage
world
kindness
life
love
inspirational
fortitude
brave
precious
stewardship
grace
deception
kind
eyes
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Marilynne Robinson |
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"You ask me why I don't love you, but surely you must believe I am very fond of you and if to desire to possess a person wholly, to admire and honour that person deeply, and to seek to secure that person's happiness in every way is to "love" then perhaps my affection for you is a kind of love. I will tell you this that your soul seems to me to be the most beautiful and simple soul in the world and it may be because I am so conscious of this when I look at you that my love or affection for you loses much of its violence."
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love
uncertainty
desire
soul
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James Joyce |
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In the weeks that followed, we amazed ourselves. Our habits slid apart easily...And our very few intimacies were simply discontinued. Where did they go, those things we did? Were they recycled? Did some new couple in China do them? Were a Swedish man and woman foot to foot at this very moment?
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love
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Miranda July |
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And she did not have to ask if this was right, no one had to tell her, because this could not have been more right or perfect.
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sex
romantic
love
patricia-highsmith
the-price-of-salt
lesbian
perfect
right
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Patricia Highsmith |
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Modern romance, like Greek tragedy, celebrates the mystery of dismemberment, which is life in time. The happy ending is justly scorned as a misrepresentation; for the world, as we know it, as we have seen it, yields but one ending: death, disintegration, dismemberment, and the crucifixion of our heart with the passing of the forms that we have loved.
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tragedy
death
life
love
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Joseph Campbell |
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Love is a tidal wave--not because it sweeps you off your feet, but because it pulls you down and drowns you.
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love
jodi-picoult
samantha-van-leer
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jodi picoult samantha van leer |
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Tis better to have love and lust Than to let our apparatus rust.
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love
lechery
lust
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Kurt Vonnegut |
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"Could the two people who are making out please be quiet?" the Colonel asked loudly from his sleeping bag. "Those of us who are not making out are drunk and tired."
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kissing
young-adult
funny
quote
humor
love
laura
making-out
miles
the-colonel
looking-for-alaska
sleeping
tired
teenager
kisses
sexy
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John Green |
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If the Lord hasn't got a boyfriend lined up for me to marry, that's his business.
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poisonwood-bible
humor
love
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past..
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life
love
struggling
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F. Scott Fitzgerald |
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I don't ask you to love me always like this but I ask you to remember. Somewhere inside of me there will always be the person I am tonight.
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love
inside
tonight
remember
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F. Scott Fitzgerald |
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It was a life, she eventually concluded, that had been lived in the middle ground, where contentment and love were found in the smallest details of people's lives. It was a life of dignity and honor, not without sorrows yet fulfilling in a way that few experiences ever were.
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life
love
fulfilling
sorrows
dignity
honor
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Nicholas Sparks |
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"You wouldn't have taken Rose to such a place, would you?" "Of course not, but she is a little girl, and I'm-" "My life", he interrupted quietly. "You're my entire life. If anything ever happens to you, Holly, there is nothing left for me."
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romance
life
love
zach
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Lisa Kleypas |
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Not even need and love can defeat fate...
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love
need
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Ursula K. Le Guin |
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Everyone knows that God protects drunkards and lovers.
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god
love
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Alexandre Dumas |
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She sang, as requested. There was much about love in the ballad: faithful love that refused to abandon its object; love that disaster could not shake; love that, in calamity, waxed fonder, in poverty clung closer. The words were set to a fine old air -- in themselves they were simple and sweet: perhaps, when read, they wanted force; when sung, they wanted nothing. Shirley sang them well: she breathed into the feeling, softness, she poured round the passion, force: her voice was fine that evening; its expression dramatic: she impressed all, and charmed one. On leaving the instrument, she went to the fire, and sat down on a seat -- semi-stool, semi-cushion: the ladies were round her -- none of them spoke. The Misses Sympson and the Misses Nunnely looked upon her, as quiet poultry might look on an egret, an ibis, or any other strange fowl. What made her sing so? never sang so. Was it proper to sing with such expression, with such originality -- so unlike a school girl? Decidedly not: it was strange, it was unusual. What was must be ; what was must be . Shirley was judged.
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understanding
prejudice
jealousy
passion
women
empathy
morality
music
love
musicality
preconceptions
feeling
fidelity
expression
faithfulness
propriety
singing
social-norms
judgment
society
gift
hypocrisy
talent
rejection
gender
expectations
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Charlotte Brontë |
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"Would you like to hear more romance of the evening? He told me that the Guard should be reduced by half, and I threw an ink jar at his head." "Is that when he cried?" "He ducked," Attolia said dryly. Grown more confident of the queen's humor, Relius said, "I had not pictured you for a fishwife." "Lo, the transforming power of love."
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romance
love
intrigue
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Megan Whalen Turner |
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Just those three words, said and meant. I love you. They were quite hopeless. He said it as he might have said, I have cancer. His fairy story.
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hopelessness
love
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John Fowles |
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We walked back to iDEATH, holding hands. Hands are very nice things, especially after they have travelled back from making love.
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love
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Richard Brautigan |
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I will hate the man you choose because he is not me, and love him if he makes you smile. No woman deserves the sure knowledge of widow's black as her brideprice, you least of all.
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love
wheel-of-time
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Robert Jordan |
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Love is a vessel that contains both security and adventure, and commitment offers one of the great luxuries of life: time. Marriage is not the end of romance, it is the beginning.
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time
marriage
romance
love
marriage-advice
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Esther Perel |
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"How will you go about finding that thing the nature of which is totally unknown to you?" (Plato) The things we want are transformative, and we don't know or only think we know what is on the other side of that transformation. Love, wisdom, grace, inspiration- how do you go about finding these things that are in some ways about extending the boundaries of the self into unknown territory, about becoming someone else?"
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inspiration
love
wisdom
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Rebecca Solnit |
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Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still, Should, without eyes, see pathways to his will! Where shall we dine? O me! What fray was here? Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all. Here's much to do with hate, but more with love. Why, then, O brawling love! O loving hate! O any thing, of nothing first create! O heavy lightness! Serious vanity! Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms! Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health! Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is! This love feel I, that feel no love in this. Dost thou not laugh?
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hate
love
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William Shakespeare |
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But I still feel like I lost. We all have the potential to fall in love a thousand times in our lifetime. It's easy. The first girl I ever loved was someone I knew in the sixth grade. Her name was Missy; we talked about horses. The last girl I love will be someone I haven't even met yet. probably. They all count. But there are certain people you love who do something else; they define how you classify what love is supposed to feel like. These are the most important people in your life, and you'll meet maybe four or five of these people over the span of 80 years. But there's still one more tier to all this; there is always one person you love who becomes that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it always happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of those lovable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. You will remember having conversations with this person that never actually happened. You will recall sexual trysts with this person that never technically occurred. This is because the individual who embodies your personal definition of love does not really exist. The person is real, and the feelings are real-but you create the context. And context is everything. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they're often just the person you happen to meet first time you really, really want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else.
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reality
love
truth
win
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Chuck Klosterman |
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Happiness means being close to the one you love, that's all. (Taking immediate possession is not necessary.)
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love
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Orhan Pamuk |
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In joined hands there is still some token of hope, in the clinched fist none.
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hope
love
peace
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Victor Hugo |
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I'm a heart surgeon, sure, but I'm just a mechanic. I go in and I fuck around and I fix things. Shit.
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work
heart
love
mechanic
fix
swearing
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Raymond Carver |
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When you come back you will not be you. And I may not be I.
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love
parting-ways
separation
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E.M. Forster |
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The Children's Hour Between the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet. From my study I see in the lamplight, Descending the broad hall stair, Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair. A whisper, and then a silence: Yet I know by their merry eyes They are plotting and planning together To take me by surprise. A sudden rush from the stairway, A sudden raid from the hall! By three doors left unguarded They enter my castle wall! They climb up into my turret O'er the arms and back of my chair; If I try to escape, they surround me; They seem to be everywhere. They almost devour me with kisses, Their arms about me entwine, Till I think of the Bishop of Bingen In his Mouse-Tower on the Rhine! Do you think, o blue-eyed banditti, Because you have scaled the wall, Such an old mustache as I am Is not a match for you all! I have you fast in my fortress, And will not let you depart, But put you down into the dungeon In the round-tower of my heart. And there will I keep you forever, Yes, forever and a day, Till the walls shall crumble to ruin, And moulder in dust away!
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poetry
love
parenting
children
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
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Daughter, we didn't need your note - or a prince's visit - to tell us you'd done nothing wrong. We know the daughter we raised. We fear for your future, but never for your character. You take our love and our trust wherever you wander. Father.
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trust
love
fathers-and-daughters
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Gail Carson Levine |
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...my father, [was] a mid-level phonecompany manager who treated my mother at best like an incompetent employee. At worst? He never beat her, but his pure, inarticulate fury would fill the house for days, weeks, at a time, making the air humid, hard to breathe, my father stalking around with his lower jaw jutting out, giving him the look of a wounded, vengeful boxer, grinding his teeth so loud you could hear it across the room ... I'm sure he told himself: 'I never hit her'. I'm sure because of this technicality he never saw himself as an abuser. But he turned our family life into an endless road trip with bad directions and a rage-clenched driver, a vacation that never got a chance to be fun.
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rage
silence
family
heartbreak
love
abusive-parents
mental-abuse
abusive
broken-home
heartbroken
love-lost
fights
divorce
childhood-memories
malice
emotional-abuse
anger
communication
fighting
parents
parents-and-children
mother
fury
fight
father
childhood
terror
parenthood
scared
sexism
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Gillian Flynn |
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sex
psychological
political
religion
love
philosophy
جنس
friedrich-nietzche
milan-kundera
neitzsche
اجتماع
كائن-لا-تحتمل-خفته
ميلان-كونديرا
نيتشه
علم-نفس
فلسفة
فلسفة-حياة
religion-and-philoshophy
حب
philosophy-of-life
friedrich-nietzsche
sociology
novel
psychology
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ميلان كونديرا |
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This principle - that your spouse should be capable of becoming your best friend - is a game changer when you address the question of compatibility in a prospective spouse. If you think of marriage largely in terms of erotic love, then compatibility means sexual chemistry and appeal. If you think of marriage largely as a way to move into the kind of social status in life you desire, then compatibility means being part of the desired social class, and perhaps common tastes and aspirations for lifestyle. The problem with these factors is that they are not durable. Physical attractiveness will wane, no matter how hard you work to delay its departure. And socio-economic status unfortunately can change almost overnight. When people think they have found compatibility based on these things, they often make the painful discovery that they have built their relationship on unstable ground. A woman 'lets herself go' or a man loses his job, and the compatibility foundation falls apart.
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marriage
romance
love
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Timothy Keller |
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"I think we deserve a happily-ever-after." "If anyone ever did, it's us."
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happy
love
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Jodi Picoult |
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Your lips are like sugar And your cheeks an apple Your breasts are paradise And your body a lily. O, to kiss the sugar To bite the apple To reveal paradise And open the lily.
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love
philothei
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Louis de Bernières |
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Soul mates. They really call themselves that, which makes sense, because I guess they are ... They have no harsh edges with each other, no spiny conflicts, they ride though life like conjoined jellyfish - expanding and contracting instinctively, filling each other's spaces liquidly. Making it look easy.
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perfection
marriage
true-love
relationships
happiness
love
ideal-love
ideal-lover
jellyfish
unconditional-love
soul-mate
other-half
soul-mates
peace
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Gillian Flynn |
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As Sokrates tells it, your story begins the moment Eros enters you. That incursion is the biggest risk of your life. How you handle it is an index of the quality, wisdom, and decorum of the things inside you. As you handle it you come into contact with what is inside you, in a sudden and startling way. You perceive what you are, what you lack, what you could be.
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love
possibilities
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Anne Carson |
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Giovanni had awakened an itch, had released a gnaw in me. I realized it one afternoon, when I was taking him to work via the Boulevard Montparnasse. We had bought a kilo of cherries and we were eating them as we walked along. We were both insufferably childish and high-spirited that afternoon and the spectacle we presented, two grown men jostling each other on the wide sidewalk and aiming the cherry pits, as though they were spitballs, into each other's faces, must have been outrageous. And I realized that such childishness was fantastic at my age and the happiness out of which it sprang yet more so; for that moment I really loved Giovanni, who had never seemed more beautiful than he was that afternoon.
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lovers
love
bisexuality
playfulness
giovanni-s-room
homosexuality
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James Baldwin |
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a woman's place is in the kitchen...sitting in a comfortable chair, with her feet up, drinking a glass of wine and watching her husband cook dinner.
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love
inspirational
relatioships
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Elizabeth Gilbert |
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Somewhere in the world there was a young woman with such splendid understanding that she'd see him entire, like a poem or story, and find his words so valuable after all that when he confessed his apprehensions she would explain why they were in fact the very things that made him precious to her...and to Western Civilization! There was no such girl, the simple truth being.
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love
funhouse
girl
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John Barth |
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I suppose the latest thing is to sit back and let Mr. Nobody from Nowhere make love to your wife.
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love
gatsby
funny-quotes
tom
sarcasm
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F. Scott Fitzgerald |
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One is not loved accidentally; one's own power to love produces love - just as being interested makes one interesting. People are concerned with the question of whether they are attractive while they forget that the essence of attractiveness is their own capacity to love. To love a person productively implies to care and to feel responsible for his life, not only for his physical existence but for the growth and development of all his human powers. To love productively is incompatible with being passive, with being an onlooker at the loved person's life; it implies labor and care and the responsibility for his growth.
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care
love
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Erich Fromm |
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How can you regret never having found true love? That's like saying you regret not being born a genius. People don't have control over such things. It either happens or it doesn't. It's a gift - a present that most never get. It's more like a miracle, really, when you think of it. I mean, first you have to find that person, and then you have to get to know them to realize just what they mean to you - that right there is ridiculously difficult. Then... then that person has to feel the same way about you. It's like searching for a specific snowflake, and even if you manage to find it, that's not good enough. You still have to find its matching pair. What are the odds?
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true-love
love
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Michael J. Sullivan |
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June, you have killed my sincerity too. I will never again know who I am, what I am, what I love, what I want. Your beauty has drowned me, the core of me. You carry away with you a part of me reflected in you. When your beauty struck me, it dissolved me. Deep down, I am not different from you. I dreamed you, I wished for your existence. You are the woman I want to be. I see in you that part of me which is you. I feel compassion for your childish pride, for your trembling unsureness, your dramatization of events, your enhancing of the loves given to you. I surrender my sincerity because if I love you it means we share the same fantasies, the same madness.
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madness
lovers
love
lesbian-lgbt
sincerity
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Anaïs Nin |
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We must never expect discretion in first love: it is accompanied by such excessive joy that unless the joy is allowed to overflow, it will choke you.
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joy
love
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Alexandre Dumas |
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"Only after the words were spoken did she realize what she had said. "My sins are all your fault, Brodick, and if I have to go to purgatory, then by God, you're going with me. Ramsey, if you do not stop laughing,I swear I shall toss you over this cliff." "Do you love him, lass?" Father asked. "I do not," she answered emphatically. "It isn't a requirement," Laggan pointed out. "I should hope not," she cried. "But it would make your life easier," he countered. "Gillian, you will tell the truth," Brodick demanded. He grabbed hold of her hand. She tried to pull back, but he wouldn't let go. "I have told the truth. I don't love Ramsey, and if he doesn't stop laughing at me, the Sinclairs will soon be looking for a new laird." "Not Ramsey," Laggan shouted so he could be heard over Ramsey's laughter. "I'm asking you if you love Brodick." "Did you tell Father I love you? Who else did you tell?"
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love
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Julie Garwood |
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Our vision is so limited we can hardly imagine a love that does not show itself in protection from suffering. The love of God is of a different nature altogether. It does not hate tragedy. It never denies reality. It stands in the very teeth of suffering.
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suffering
love
love-of-god
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Elisabeth Elliot |
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All we have to do is understand that we're all here for a reason and to commit ourselves to that. Then we can laugh at our sufferings, large and small and walk fearlessly, aware that each step has meaning
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reason
life
love
inspirational
paulo-coelho
meanings
understand
sufferings
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Paulo Coelho |
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knt tsh`r brGb@ jmH@ l'n tqwl lh km tqwl 'tfh lns: <>. wlknh l tstTy` wl t`rf 'n ttlfZ bmthl hdhh lklmt.
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sex
psychological
political
religion
love
philosophy
جنس
friedrich-nietzche
milan-kundera
neitzsche
اجتماع
كائن-لا-تحتمل-خفته
ميلان-كونديرا
نيتشه
علم-نفس
فلسفة
فلسفة-حياة
religion-and-philoshophy
حب
philosophy-of-life
friedrich-nietzsche
sociology
novel
psychology
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ميلان كونديرا |
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And love is always complicated. But still humans most try to love each other, darling. We must get out hearts broken sometimes. This is a good sign, having a broken heart. It means we have tried for something.
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love
heart-broken
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Elizabeth Gilbert |
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I didn't think past the first step of anything, that was the key. I drank a Coke and didn't worry about how to recycle the can or about the acid puddling in my belly, acid so powerful it could strip clean a penny. We went to a dumb movie and I didn't worry about the offensive sexism or the lack of minorities in meaningful roles. I didn't even worry about anything that came next. Nothing had consequence, I was living in the moment, and I could feel myself getting shallower and dumber. But also happy.
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love
sociopath
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Gillian Flynn |
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I want to lay my kill at your feet.
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love
respect
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Annette Curtis Klause |
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You can have your secret as long as I have your heart[.]
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trust
love
secrets
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Oscar Wilde |
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She says it's really not very flattering to her that the women who fall in love with her husband are so uncommonly second-rate.
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marriage
women
love
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W. Somerset Maugham |
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I was feeling lonely without her, but the fact that I could feel lonely at all was consolation. Loneliness wasn't such a bad feeling. It was like the stillness of the pin oak after the little birds had flown off.
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loneliness
love
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Haruki Murakami |
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They were always like two people talking to each other in different languages. But she loved him so much, when he withdrew as he had now done, it was like the warm sun going down and leaving her in chilly twilight dews.
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love
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Everybody sins, Francis. The terrible thing is that we love our sins. We love the thing that makes us evil.
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heroes
humanity
love
robert-cormier
psychology
sin
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Robert Cormier |
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Tell me, where in life is there a value that would make us consider suicide uncalled for on principle! Love? Or friendship? I guarantee that friendship is not a bit less fickle than love and it is impossible to build anything on it. Self-love? I wish it were possible.
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suicide
love
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Milan Kundera |
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We are not perfect. We make mistakes. We screw up but then we forgive and move forward.
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love
unperfect
mistakes
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Nicholas Sparks |
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Let's just try to have a marvelous time this weekend. I mean not try to analyze everything to death for once, if possible. Especially me. I love you.
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love
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J.D. Salinger |
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When the woman you live with is an artist, every day is a surprise. Clare has turned the second bedroom into a wonder cabinet, full of small sculptures and drawings pinned up on every inch of wall space. There are coils of wire and rolls of paper tucked into shelves and drawers. The sculptures remind me of kites, or model airplanes. I say this to Clare one evening, standing in the doorway of her studio in my suit and tie, home from work, about to begin making dinner, and she throws one at me; it flies surprisingly well, and soon we are standing at opposite ends of the hall, tossing tiny sculptures at each other, testing their aerodynamics. The next day I come home to find that Clare has created a flock of paper and wire birds, which are hanging from the ceiling in the living room. A week later our bedroom windows are full of abstract blue translucent shapes that the sun throws across the room onto the walls, making a sky for the bird shapes Clare has painted there. It's beautiful. The next evening I'm standing in the doorway of Clare's studio, watching her finish drawing a thicket of black lines around a little red bird. Suddenly I see Clare, in her small room, closed in by all her stuff, and I realize that she's trying to say something, and I know what I have to do.
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woman
freedom
love
birds
creativity
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Audrey Niffenegger |
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Better to end this dream before it becomes a nightmare.
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life
love
nick-norah-s-infinite-playlist
reality-check
nightmare
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Rachel Cohn |
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Love covers a multitude of sins...
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love
louisa-may-alcott
sins
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Louisa May Alcott |
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Time goes on crutches till love have all his rites.
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time
love
hurry
impatience
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William Shakespeare |
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"You made them hate me." Said Ender "So? What will you do about it? Crawl in a corner? Start kissing their little backsides so they'll love you again? There's only one thing that will make them stop hating you. And that's being so good at what you do that they can't ignore you. I told them you were the best. Now you damn well better be." -Graff"
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hate
love
inspirational
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Orson Scott Card |
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And yet, Eomer, I say to you that she loves you more truly than me, for you she loves and knows; but in me she loves only a shadow and a thought: a hope of glory and great deeds, and lands far from the fields of Rohan. - Aragorn to Eomer, of Eowyn
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love
sister
glory
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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If it comes, let it come. If it stays, let it stay. If it goes, let it go.
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love
two-by-two
let-it-go
nicholas-sparks
go
stay
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Nicholas Sparks |
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I need more than anything right now what is, of course, most impossible, someone to love me, to be with me at night when I wake up in shuddering horror and fear of the cement tunnels leading down to the shock room, to comfort me with an assurance that no psychiatrist can quite manage to convey.
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fear
hope
love
the-bell-jar
sylvia-plath
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Sylvia Plath |
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"Yes, I do believe in something. I believe in being warm-hearted. I believe especially in being warm-hearted in love, in fucking with a warm heart. I believe if men could fuck with warm hearts, and the women
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sex
love
modernism
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D.H. Lawrence |
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The old Amy, the girl of the big laugh and the easy ways, literally shed herself, a pile of skin and soul on the floor, and stepped this new, brittle, bitter Amy ... a razor-wire knot daring me to unloop her, and I was not up to the job with my thick, numb, nervous fingers. Country fingers. Flyover fingers untrained in the intricate, dangerous work of 'solving Amy'. When I'd hold up the bloody stumps, she'd sigh and turn to her secret mental notebooks on which she tallied all my deficiencies, forever noting disappointments, frailties, shortcomings.
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hatred
marriage
criticism
loss
relationships
change
heartbreak
love
change-for-worse
emotional-turmoil
hurtful
i-miss-who-you-were
missing-who-someone-was
puppeteer
heartless
nothing
strangers
turmoil
bullying
scary
failure
flaws
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Gillian Flynn |
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Tita knew through her own flesh how fire transforms the elements, how a lump of corn flour is changed into a tortilla, how a soul that hasn't been warmed by the fire of love is lifeless, like a useless ball of corn flour.
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love
food
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Laura Esquivel |
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People give flowers as presents because flowers contain the true meaning of love. Anyone tries to possess a flower will have to watch its beauty fading. But if you simply look at a flower on a field, you will keep it forever, because the flower is part of the evening and the sunset and the smell of damp earth and the clouds on the horizon.
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passion
love
moon
soulmate
visible
witch
sun
invisible
mystery
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Paulo Coelho |
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It's hard to close the door on optimistic expectations when you love someone.
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relationships
hope
love
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Dennis Lehane |
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You would rather face a life without me than to have me choose a life I would not choose for myself.
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love
separation
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John Scalzi |
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Laugh as much as you breathe and love as long as you live
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life
love
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Andrea Levy |
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"Oh, look, the lights are so pretty," I said dreamily, having just noticed them. I smiled at the way the lights were dancing overhead, pink and yellow and blue. I felt some pressure on my arm and thought, I should look over and see what's going on, but then the thought was gone, sliding away like Jell-O off a hot car hood. "Fang?" "Yeah. I'm here." I struggled to focus on him. "I'm so glad you're here." "Yeah, I got that." "I don't know what I'd do without you." I peered up at him, trying to see past the too-bright lights. "You'd be fine," he muttered. "No," I said, suddenly struck by how unfine I would be. "I would be totally unfine. Totally." It seemed very urgent that he understand this. Again I felt some tugging on my arm, and I really wondered what that was about. Was Ella's mom going to start this procedure any time soon? "It's okay. Just relax." He sounded stiff and nervous. "Just...relax. Don't try to talk." "I don't want my chip anymore," I explained groggily, then frowned. "Actually, I never wanted that chip." "Okay," said Fang. "We're taking it out." "I just want you to hold my hand." "I am holding your hand." "Oh. I knew that." I drifted off for a few minutes, barely aware of anything, but feeling Fang's hand still in mine. "Do you have a La-Z-Boy somewhere?" I roused myself to ask, every word an effort. "Um, no," said Ella's voice, somewhere behind my head. "I think I would like a La-Z-Boy," I mused, letting my eyes drift shut again. "Fang, don't go anywhere." "I won't. I'm here." "Okay. I need you here. Don't leave me." "I won't." "Fang, Fang, Fang," I murmured, overwhelmed with emotion. "I love you. I love you sooo much." I tried to hold out my arms to show how much, but I couldn't move them. "Oh, jeez," Fang said, sounding strangled."
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comfort
friends
friendship
love
dizziness
don-t-go
operation
saying-i-love-you
holding-hands
procedure
together
otp
i-love-you
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James Patterson |
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He knew she was there by the joy and terror that took possession of his heart [...] Everything was lit up by her. She was the smile that brightened everything around.
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love
leo-tolstoy
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Leo Tolstoy |
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Before you came into my life, I believed that God had abandoned me. Now I know that He has blessed me beyond measure. ~Sir Bannor
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life
love
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Teresa Medeiros |
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Were I the Moor I would not be Iago. In following him I follow but myself; Heaven is my judge, not I for love and duty, But seeming so for my peculiar end. For when my outward action doth demonstrate The native act and figure of my heart In compliment extern, 'tis not long after But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve For daws to peck at. I am not what I am
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love
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Shakespeare William |
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But your book is wrong, Mrs. Strunk, says George, when it tells you that Jim is the substitute I found for a real son, a real kid brother, a real husband, a real wife. Jim wasn't a substitute for anything. And there is no substitute for Jim, if you'll forgive my saying so, anywhere.
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love
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Christopher Isherwood |
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For you, and for any dear to you, I would do anything. I would embrace any sacrifice for you and for those dear to you. And when you see your own bright beauty springing up anew at your feet, think now and then that there is a man who would give his life, to keep a life you love beside you.
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sacrifice
love
sydney-carton
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Charles Dickens |
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We don't get to choose if we get hurt in this world, old man, but we do have a say in who hurts us. I know I like my choices. I hope she likes hers. I do, Augustus. I do.
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hope
love
philosophy
heartbreaking
the-fault-in-our-stars
sad
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John Green |
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Some people are trapped by the belief that love comes in finite quantities, and that our kind of love exhausts the supply upon which they need to draw. I do not accept competitive models of love, only additive ones.
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love
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Andrew Solomon |
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But for the most part, love is a recognition, an opportunity to say, 'There is something about you I cherish.
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love
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Raymond E. Feist |
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We live on because we can love, and we love because we can forgive.
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love
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Gregory David Roberts |
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"I choose this," I say, my voice ragged with want. "I choose you."
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love
beth-revis
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Beth Revis |
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What I feel for her is a wholly different emotion. It stands and walks on its own, living and breathing and throbbing and shaking me to the roots of my being.
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love
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Haruki Murakami |
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My love is upon you.
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love
sebastian-st-vincent
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Lisa Kleypas |
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But it was hard to keep his hands still. He could almost feel them twitching emphatically with his strong desire to reach out and stroke the dog's head. He had such a terrible yearning to love something again, and the dog was such a beautiful ugly dog.
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love
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Richard Matheson |
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The apartment below mine had the only balcony of the house. I saw a girl standing on it, completely submerged in the pool of autumn twilight. She wasn't doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.
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universe
people
love
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J.D. Salinger |
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"Westcliff thinks that St. Vincent is in love with you." Evie choked a little and didn't dare look up from her tea. "Wh-why does he think that?" "He's known St. Vincent from childhood, and can read him fairly well. And Westcliff sees an odd sort of logic in why you would finally be the one to win St. Vincent's heart. He says a girl like you would appeal to...hmm, how did he put it?...I can't remember the exact words, but it was something like... you would appeal to St. Vincent's deepest, most secret fantasy." Evie felt her cheeks flushing while a skirmish of pain and hope took place in the tired confines of her chest. She tried to respond sardonically. "I should think his fantasy is to consort with as many women as possible." A grin crossed Lillian's lips. "Dear, that is not St. Vincent's fantasy, it's his reality. And you're probably the first sweet, decent girl he's ever had anything to do with."
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fantasy
friendship
love
lillian-bowman
secret-desire
sebastian-st-vincent
innocence
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Lisa Kleypas |
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It is only people who are lacking, or bad, or inferior, who have to be good at things. You have always been full and perfect, so you had nothing to make up for.
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love
inspirational
self-deprecating
humility
wooing
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T.H. White |
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In the oasis complex, the thirsty man images he sees water, palm trees, and shade not because he has evidence for the belief, but because he has a need for it. Desperate needs bring about a hallucination of their solution: thirst hallucinates water, the need for love hallucinates a prince or princess. The oasis complex is never a complete delusion: the man in the desert does see something on the horizon. It is just that the palms have withered, the well is dry, and the place is infected with locusts.
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love
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Alain de Botton |
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No rest without love, no sleep without dreams of love- be mad or chill obsessed with angels or machines, the final wish is love -cannot be bitter, cannot deny, cannot withhold if denied: the weight is too heavy
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poem
love
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Allen Ginsberg |
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True love means you love the real person, not an ideal that you have in your head and superimpose over them. That's illusion and lies to me.
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love
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Laurell K. Hamilton |
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"He watched you like a man starved for the only thing that could fulfill his hunger." My eyes popped out and my body flushed about a thousand shades of red. "Oh, wow..."
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love
discussing-aiden
laadan
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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"It's not the loving that hurts this girl; it's the understanding of it for what it is, that it will never be returned in the same way, that threatens to destroy her. But to unload the words - "I love you" - on an innocent party who didn't ask for it, to reach across the dark space and touch him - it's like the world she knows could end if she dared speak these words, dared make such a move."
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friendship
heartbreak
love
heartache
unrequited-love
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Rachel Cohn |
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Esa noche crei que habia perdido para siempre la capacidad de enamorarme, que nunca mas podria reirme ni perseguir una ilusion. Pero nunca mas es mucho tiempo.
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love
isabel-allende
eternity
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Isabel Allende |
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When I took the pills, I wanted to kill someone I hated. I didn't know that other Veronikas existed inside me, Veronikas that I could love.
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existence
hate
love
menthal
pill
suicidal
other
decide
hospital
kill
die
insane
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Paulo Coelho |
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Not like a heart, which let people in without permission, held them in a special place she never had any say in and then yearned for them to remain there longer than they planned.
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love
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Cecelia Ahern |
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It's not easy remembering the good times.
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memories
past
humor
love
remembered
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Cecelia Ahern |
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Oh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on?
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love
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Bram Stoker |
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There are some things in life that shouldn't be given so much importance, if they don't change what is essential.
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r
passion
family
love
food
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Laura Esquivel |
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"Aiden moved so quickly that one second I was in his lap, and the next I was on my back and he was hovering above me. He lowered his head so that his lips brushed mine softly. That one all-too-wuick touch nearly undid me. "I love you," he said, and those were the last words spoken for quite some time."
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love
alex
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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But it is just two lovers, holding hands and in a hurry to reach their car, their locked hands a starfish leaping through the dark.
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metaphor
lovers
love
inspirational
imagery
suggestive
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Updike John |
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"Why?" she whispered. "Why should I dance with you?" "Because I love you. Because I love you so much I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make it go differently this time."... "Because we should be a married couple, because I never wanted to not be married to you. Because all these men out here dancing with their wives can't possibly love them as much as I love you. Because for me, there is only one woman, and I'm sorry to break it to you, but you're it."
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love
wives
wife
husband
husbands
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Erin McCarthy |
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Late in the afternoon, thunder growling, that same old green pickup rolled in and he saw Jack get out of the truck, beat up Resistol tilted back. A hot jolt scalded Ennis and he was out on the landing pulling the door closed behind him. Jack took the stairs two and two. They seized each other by the shoulders, hugged mightily, squeezing the breath out of each other, saying, son of a bitch, son of a bitch, then, and easily as the right key turns the lock tumblers, their mouths came together, and hard, Jack's big teeth bringing blood, his hat falling to the floor, stubble rasping, wet saliva welling, and the door opening and Alma looking out for a few seconds at Ennis's straining shoulders and shutting the door again and still they clinched, pressing chest and groin and thigh and leg together, treading on each other's toes until they pulled apart to breathe and Ennis, not big on endearments, said what he said to his horses and his daughters, little darlin.
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Annie Proulx |
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"Immanuel, God with us-that He would leave the spiritual realm and be present in the flesh and blood in such an act of humility is a staggering notion. As it is, He willingly gave His blood, in the flesh, so that others might find life, for it is written: "He did not come by water only, but by blood," and "Without the shedding of blood there is no remission." Now blood is required to give new life to the dead. I tell you, He did not give only a small amount to satisfy this requirement. He was beaten and crushed and pierced until that blood flowed like a river for the sake of love. It was for love, not religion, that He died. There is a fountain filled with blood drawn from Immanuel's veins. And those plunged beneath that watery grave to drink of His blood will never be the same."
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christian
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Ted Dekker |
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In her eyes and in her touch I felt the echoes of my words.
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love
the-longest-ride
nicholas-sparks
touch
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Nicholas Sparks |
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And at the place where time stands still, one sees lovers kissing in the shadows of buildings, in a frozen embrace that will never let go. The loved one will never take his arms from where they are now, will never give back the bracelet of memories, will never journey afar from his lover, will never place himself in danger of self-sacrifice, will never fail to show his love, will never become jealous, will never fall in love with someone else, will never lose the passion of this instant of time.
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love
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Alan Lightman |
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Mom had the kind of love for her that you could feel, like it was part of the atmosphere
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love
mothers
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Peter Abrahams |
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[Spiritual friendship] is eagerly helping one another know, serve, love, and resemble God in deeper and deeper ways.
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marriage
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Timothy Keller |