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baa44f7
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I was wrong when I said that I did not regret the past. I do regret it; I weep for that past love which can never return. Who is to blame, I do not know. Love remains, but not the old love; its place remains, but it all wasted away and has lost all strength and substance; recollections are still left, and gratitude; but...
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loss
love
regret
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Leo Tolstoy |
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14e9c68
|
There are always two figures in a marriage, two votes, two conflicting sets of decisions, desires and limitations.
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|
elizbeth-gilbert
love
pray
|
Elizabeth Gilbert |
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6fd2659
|
You don't love someone because they're perfect. You love them in spite of the fact that they're not.
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|
love
|
Jodi Picoult |
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240a4d8
|
What came first, the music or the misery? Did I listen to music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to music? Do all those records turn you into a melancholy person? People worry about kids playing with guns, and teenagers watching violent videos; we are scared that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands - literally thousands - of songs about broken hearts and pain and misery and loss. The unhappiest people I know, romantically speaking, are the ones who like pop music the most; and I don't know whether pop music has caused this unhappiness, but I do know that they've been listening to the sad songs longer than they've been living the unhappy lives.
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|
love
music
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Nick Hornby |
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f07aeec
|
You like my kisses - and I like kissing you. Why deny ourselves such innocent pleasure?
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love
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Stephanie Laurens |
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447c4b1
|
"It's a good thing you're an aging orphan," he murmured, gently pushing the hair away from her face. "I don't have to wait around to get anyone's permission." "Permission for what, you rat bastard?" she said. "Such language, dragon. I'm afraid you're going to have to marry me."
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|
love
proposal
romance
|
Anne Stuart |
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8de4abc
|
Not forever,' he said onto my mouth. And though I knew it was a lie, I put my arms around his neck and kissed him.
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|
forever
kiss
love
tamlin
|
Sarah J. Maas |
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90b41dd
|
The truth is that we don't want to be saved by in the way God has chosen; we want to keep absolute control over our every step, to be fully conscious of our decisions, to be capable of choosing the object of our devotion. It isn't like that with love - it arrives, moves in, and starts directing everything.
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|
hope
inspirational
love
paulo-coelho
unexpected
|
Paulo Coelho |
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58fdca9
|
l shk 'n lHb qdr `l~ tGyyr kl shy' f~ Hy@ lnsn khll ftr@ zmny@ qSyr@ . lkn , whdh hw lwjh lkhr llmydly@ , hnk sh`wr 'khr ymkn n yqwm lky'n lbshr~ l~ m`rj mkhtlf@ tmm `n tlk lt~ kn ys`~ lyh , wh~ lys .
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|
love
|
Paulo Coelho |
|
5baa667
|
People do the damndest things when they're in love, Alex. Look at what your mother did. It's a different kind of love, but she left everything because she loved you.
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|
love
|
Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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0cd0793
|
I guess that's what growing up is. Saying good-by to a lot of things. Sometimes it is easy and sometimes it isn't. But it is all right.
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|
growing-up
love
|
Beverly Cleary (Author) |
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2526cd4
|
"Finally, I laugh. Genuine and normal sounding. And then my date says the best thing that he could possibly say: "It's okay. I haven't been on one of these [dates] in a while either." My smile triples in size. Josh grins. "Just give me your hand." "W-what?" "Your hand," he repeats. "Give it to me." I extend my shaking right hand. And - in a moment that is a hundred dreams come true - Joshua Wasserstein laces his fingers through mine. A staggering shock of energy shoots straight into my veins. Straight into my heart. "There," he says. "I've been waiting a long time to do that."
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|
first-date
first-kiss
holding-hands
kiss
love
that-feeling
|
Stephanie Perkins |
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bb455a9
|
The darkness isn't so frightening with Ryan. With him I can believe that I am a princess with a wreath of flowers and ribbons crowning my head and he is my prince sworn to protect me from the evils in the night.
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|
fantasy
love
|
Katie McGarry |
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0e04761
|
nh lmn lmDHk-lmbky 'n tSyr 'khlqn lHsn@ bltHdyd fy SlH lshrT@, wlsbb 'nn lm nt`lm lkdhb. fSyG@ l'mr: <> lty rsWkhh abw'h w'mhtn fy 'dhhnn, tj`ln nsh`r bTryq@in aly@ bl`r Hyn nkdhb Ht~ wlw kn 'mm lshrTy ldhy ystjwbn. wnh l'shla `lyn 'n ntkhSm m`h w'n nshtmh (whdh l m`n~ lh) mn 'n nkdhb `lyh SrH@ (fym hdh hw l'mr lwHyd ldhy yjdr lqym bh).
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|
friedrich-nietzche
friedrich-nietzsche
love
milan-kundera
neitzsche
novel
philosophy
philosophy-of-life
political
psychological
psychology
religion
religion-and-philoshophy
sex
sociology
اجتماع
جنس
حب
علم-نفس
فلسفة
فلسفة-حياة
كائن-لا-تحتمل-خفته
ميلان-كونديرا
نيتشه
|
ميلان كونديرا |
|
19cdc45
|
She knows the truth can cause a sharp pain behind your eyes and that love sometimes feels like a fist around your throat.
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|
love
pain
truth
|
Jodi Picoult |
|
3353816
|
It was no coincidence, that fear could move a person to extremes, just as seamlessly as love. They were the conjoined twins of emotion: If you didn't know what was at stake to lose, you had nothing to fight for.
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|
loss
love
rape
relationships
survivor
trauma
|
Jodi Picoult |
|
01563d0
|
Nothing loved is ever lost or perished.
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|
love
perished
|
Madeleine L'Engle |
|
d129fac
|
kn dhlk tlmyHan l~ l`br@ lmwsyqy@ l'khyr@ mn rb`y@ bythwvn l'khyr@ lty tt'lf mn htyn lfkrtyn: 'lys mn dhlk bduW? lys mn dhlk bdW. wlky ykwn m`n~ hdhh lklmt wDHan jlyan, dwWn bythwvn fy mTl` l`br@ lmwsyqy@ l'khyr@ lklmt ltly@: <>.
|
|
friedrich-nietzche
friedrich-nietzsche
love
milan-kundera
neitzsche
novel
philosophy
philosophy-of-life
political
psychological
psychology
religion
religion-and-philoshophy
sex
sociology
اجتماع
جنس
حب
علم-نفس
فلسفة
فلسفة-حياة
كائن-لا-تحتمل-خفته
ميلان-كونديرا
نيتشه
|
ميلان كونديرا |
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213f1de
|
Silence made space for other people's words, which was important for those who needed to be listened to.
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|
listened
listening
love
rachel-simon
silence
the-story-of-beautiful-girl
word
words
|
Rachel Simon |
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9e91ac1
|
"What should we do?", I asked, and I had a pained feeling I thought was the beginning of love. In those early months we clung to each other with a rather silly desperation, because, in spite of everything my mother or Mrs Jordan could say, there was nothing that really prevented us from seeing each other. With imagined tragedy hovering over us, we became inseparable, two halves creating the whole: yin and yang. I was victim to his hero. I was always in danger and he was always rescuing me. I would fall and he would lift me up. It was exhilarating and draining. The emotional effect of saving and being saved was addicting to both of us. And that, as much as anything we ever did in bed, was how we made love to each other: conjoined where my weaknesses needed protection."
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|
hero
love
relationship
victim
|
Amy Tan |
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c6cd995
|
mn ybGy <> bstmrr, `lyh 'n yst`d ywman llSb@ bldwr. lkn m hw ldwr? 'hw lkhwf mn lsqwT? wlkn lmdh nSb bldwr `l~ shrf@ lsTH Ht~ wlw knt mzwd@ bdrbzyn mtyn? dhlk 'n ldwr shy mkhtlf `n lkhwf mn lsqwT. nh Swt lfrG yndyn mn l'sfl fyjdhbn wyftnn. nh lrGb@ fy lsqwT lty nqwmh fym b`d wqt 'Sbtn ldh`r.
|
|
friedrich-nietzche
friedrich-nietzsche
love
milan-kundera
neitzsche
novel
philosophy
philosophy-of-life
political
psychological
psychology
religion
religion-and-philoshophy
sex
sociology
اجتماع
جنس
حب
علم-نفس
فلسفة
فلسفة-حياة
كائن-لا-تحتمل-خفته
ميلان-كونديرا
نيتشه
|
ميلان كونديرا |
|
4131837
|
"Would you ever sleep with me?" he questioned once. "Never," she'd replied, her large eyes shining in the bluish glow from his TV set, "but I love you... in a different way. I'll always be loyal to you, I'll never betray you, that's how I love people."
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|
asexuality
betrayal
glow
love
loyal
sleep
television
|
Rebecca McNutt |
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b8adf68
|
I'm not a princess but Ryan is a knight, he just belongs to someone else.
|
|
love
|
Katie McGarry |
|
759cb2e
|
I'll love you with all the madness in my soul.
|
|
bruce-springsteen
love
madness
soul
|
Bruce Springsteen |
|
85f155c
|
Of them all, it was the true love. Of them all, it was the best. That other sumptuous love which made one drunk, which one longed for, envied, believed in, that was not life. It was what life was seeking; it was a suspension of life. But to be close to a child, for whom one spent everything, whose life was protected and nourished by one's own, to have that child beside one, at peace, was the real, the deepest, the only joy.
|
|
love
parental-love
|
James Salter |
|
7270750
|
God is calling us to live for the sake of Christ and to do that through suffering. Christ chose suffering; it didn't just happen to Him. He chose it as the way to create and perfect the church. Now He calls us to choose suffering. That is, He calls us to take up our cross and follow Him on the Calvary road and deny ourselves and make sacrifices for the sake of ministering to the church and presenting His sufferings to the world.
|
|
love
mission
missionary
missions
|
John Piper |
|
913a968
|
For when a woman resists an unwelcome passion, she is obeying to the full the law of her sex; the initial gesture of refusal is, so to speak, a primordial instinct in every female, and even if she rejects the most ardent passion she cannot be called inhuman. But how disastrous it is when fate upsets the balance, when a woman so far overcomes her natural modesty as to disclose her passion to a man, when, without the certainty of its being reciprocated, she offers her love, and he, the wooed, remains cold and on the defensive! An insoluble tangle this, always; for not to return a woman's love is to shatter her pride, to violate her modesty. The man who rejects a woman's advances is bound to wound her in her noblest feelings. In vain, then, all the tenderness with which he extricates himself, useless all his polite, evasive phrases, insulting all his offers of mere friendship, once she has revealed her weakness! His resistance inevitably becomes cruelty, and in rejecting a woman's love he takes a load of guild upon his conscience, guiltless though he may be. Abominable fetters that can never be cast off!
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|
love
male-perspective
modesty
pride
rejection
unrequited-love
|
Stefan Zweig |
|
2337b90
|
Others can make us vulnerable and the sooner such vulnerabilities are dealt with the better
|
|
humans
love
vulnerable
|
Ron Rash |
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4fe71d8
|
There must be some other possibility than death or lifelong penance ... some meeting, some intersection of lines; and some cowardly, hopeful geometer in my brain tells me it is the angle at which two lines prop each other up, the leaning-together from the vertical which produces the false arch. For lack of a keystone, the false arch may be as much as one can expect in this life. Only the very lucky discover the keystone.
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|
happiness
harmony
keystones
love
marriage
married-life
matrimony
support
togetherness
|
Wallace Stegner |
|
ef99199
|
But if I had to choose between where I live and you, I'd rip up everything I own because the only landscape worth looking is the landscape of the human body. I kiss your Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia. I kiss your Missouri and Monongahela and Susquehanna and Shenandoah and Rio Grande. I kiss the confluence of all those rivers. I kiss your amber waves of grain. I kiss your spacious skies, your rocket's red glare, your hand I love, your purple mountain'd majesty. But most of all I kiss your head. I kiss the place where we make our decisions. I kiss the place where we keep our resolves. The place where we do our dreams. I kiss the place behind the eyes where we store up secrets and knowledge to save us if we're caught in a corridor on a dark, wintry evening.
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|
love
|
John Guare |
|
99f6913
|
I have these realistic dreams and snap wide awake in the middle of the night. And for a while I can't work out what's real and what isn't... That kind of feeling. Do you have any idea what I'm saying?
|
|
love
|
Haruki Murakami |
|
fee2c32
|
The best way to prevent a heartache was to cushion the coming blow.
|
|
love
|
Jodi Picoult |
|
57eb1d5
|
I had been able to break the curse myself. I'd had to have reason enough, love enough to do it, to find the will and the strength.
|
|
love
reason
strength
willpower
|
Gail Carson Levine |
|
0d7f307
|
`ndh tdhkr twms Hky@ 'uwdyb. 'uwdyb 'yDan lm ykn `rfan b'nh yDj` 'mh, wm` dhlk fnh `ndm `rf bl'mr lm yjd nfsh bryy'an. wlm ystT` tHml mshhd lshq ldhy sbbh jhlh ffq' `ynyh wGdr <> whw '`m~. kn twms ysm` z`yq lshyw`yyn whm ydf`wn `n br@ dhmthm, wyfkr: bsbb jhlkm fqd hdh lbld Hryth lqrwn `dyd@ mqbl@ wtz`qwn qy'lyn b'nkm 'bry? kyf tjrw'wn b`d `l~ lnZr Hwlykm? kyf, 'lm tSbw blhl`? 'w l `ywn ldykm ltbSrw! lw knt `ndkm `ywn Hqan lkntm fq'tmwh wGdrtm <>! knt hdhh lmqrn@ trwq lh l~ Hd 'nh kn yst`mlh mrran fy 'Hdythh m` 'Sdqy'h, wkn y`bWr `nh b`brt 'kthr ldh`an w'kthr fSH@.
|
|
friedrich-nietzche
friedrich-nietzsche
love
milan-kundera
neitzsche
novel
philosophy
philosophy-of-life
political
psychological
psychology
religion
religion-and-philoshophy
sex
sociology
اجتماع
جنس
حب
علم-نفس
فلسفة
فلسفة-حياة
كائن-لا-تحتمل-خفته
ميلان-كونديرا
نيتشه
|
ميلان كونديرا |
|
37dfe5a
|
You see the wheat fields over there? I don't eat bread. For me, wheat is of no use whatever. Wheat fields say nothing to me. Which is sad. But you have hair the color of gold. So it will be wonderful, once you've tamed me! The wheat, which is golden, will remind me of you. And I'll love the sound of the wind in the wheat...
|
|
love
rememberance
|
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry |
|
102c541
|
Feelings, she learned, were hard to fight. She treasured his smiles and compliments and tried not to dwell on the fact that he gave this things to his friend Kel. His dreamy-eyed gazes, poems, and fits of passionate melancholy were for Uline. It was hard not to resent the older girl.
|
|
jealousy
love
|
Tamora Pierce |
|
c84c680
|
Sveta had much less to say, but she sat with Lev and held his hand, and when I asked her what had made her fall in love with him, she replied, 'I knew he was my future. When he was not there, I would look for him, and he would always appear by my side. That is love.' Sveta
|
|
love
russia
soulmates
|
Orlando Figes |
|
de1fdac
|
"He smiled and kissed me. It wasn't precisely a peck on the lips, and my wild vampiric reactions took me off guard yet again. Edward's lips were like a shot of some addictive chemical straight into my nervous system. I was instantly craving more. It took all my concentration to remember the baby in my arms. Jasper felt my mood change. "Er, Edward, you might not want to distract her like that right now. She needs to be able to focus." Edward pulled away. "Oops," he said. I laughed. That had been my line from the very beginning, from the very first kiss. "Later," I said, and anticipation curled my stomach into a ball. "Focus, Bella," Jasper urged. "Right." I pushed the trembly feelings away. Charlie, that was the main thing right now. Keep Charlie safe today. We would have all night... "Bella." "Sorry, Jasper."
|
|
edward
humor
jasper
love
|
Stephenie Meyer |
|
d116095
|
photographs are very interesting, and you can look into them a million times and still find a new meaning in them, something in the past that was caught in the film itself...
|
|
canon
capture
film
fujifilm
grief
joy
knowledge
kodachrome
kodak
loss
love
meaning
nikon
nostalgia
past
photo
photography
romance
super-8
|
Rebecca McNutt |
|
124b1c3
|
I'll remember you... I remember everyone I've lost.
|
|
grief
loss
love
memory
noir
nostalgia
photo-album
photograph
remember
sad
think
|
Rebecca McNutt |
|
2d1da7d
|
My future husband was becoming to me my whole world; and more than the world: almost my hope of heaven. He stood between me and every thought of religion, as an eclipse intervenes between man and the broad sun. I could not, in those days, see God for His creature: of whom I had made an idol.
|
|
heaven
love
religion
|
Charlotte Brontë |
|
985d7fe
|
I thought of nothing but her. I expected everything from her. I was ready to lay everything at her feet. I was not in the least in love with her. Yet I had only to imagine that she might fail to keep the appointment, or forget it, to see where I stood. Then the world would be a desert once more, one day as dreary and worthless as the last, and the deathly stillness and wretchedness would surround me once more on all sides with no way out from this hell of silence except the razor.
|
|
fixation
infatuation
love
|
Hermann Hesse |
|
bb80126
|
ws`dthm lm tkn `l~ lrGm mn lHzn bl bfDlh.
|
|
friedrich-nietzche
friedrich-nietzsche
love
milan-kundera
neitzsche
novel
philosophy
philosophy-of-life
political
psychological
psychology
religion
religion-and-philoshophy
sex
sociology
اجتماع
جنس
حب
علم-نفس
فلسفة
فلسفة-حياة
كائن-لا-تحتمل-خفته
ميلان-كونديرا
نيتشه
|
ميلان كونديرا |
|
28ca5cb
|
That's what love's all about. You're the only one having those wonderful feelings, but you have to go it alone as you wander through the dark your mind and body have to bear it all. All by yourself.
|
|
love
|
Haruki Murakami |
|
8cee67d
|
We keep moving. And as we do, the things around us, well, they disappear.
|
|
flow
loss
love
|
Haruki Murakami |
|
cd23a58
|
It had been more than a year since the Joker's conquest of America and we were all still in shock and going through the stages of grief but now we needed to come together and set love and beauty and solidarity and friendship against the monstrous forces that faced us. Humanity was the only answer to the cartoon. I had no plan except love. I hoped another plan might emerge in time but for now there was only holding each other tightly and passing strength to each other, body to body, mouth to mouth, spirit to spirit, me to you.
|
|
election-year-2016
election-year-2018
election-year-2020
human-unity
literature-of-reistance
love
political-satire
quotes-for-new-year-2018
|
Salman Rushdie |
|
c4888c0
|
"We have done with Hope and Honour, we are lost to Love and Truth, We are dropping down the ladder rung by rung, And the measure of our torment is the measure of our youth.
|
|
honor
hope
lost
love
torment
truth
youth
|
Rudyard Kipling |
|
980b182
|
So what if we have chemistry. Chemistry doesn't miraculously turn bad boys into good ones.
|
|
fuentes-brothers
love
nikki-cruz
|
Simone Elkeles |
|
30a3f33
|
I think back to the day I stood before my wife's grave for the final time, and turned away from it without regret, because I knew that what she was was not contained in that hole in the ground. I entered a new life and found her again, in a woman who was entirely her own person. When this life is done, I'll turn away from it without regret as well, because I know she waits for me, in another, different life.
|
|
death-of-a-loved-one
love
metaphor
|
John Scalzi |
|
c07bec7
|
"Love releases us into the realm of divine imagination, where the soul is expanded and reminded of its unearthly cravings and needs. We think that when a lover inflates his loved one he is failing to acknowledge her flaws - "Love is blind." But it may be the other way around. Love allows a person to see the true angelic nature of another person, the halo, the aureole of divinity. Certainly from the perspective of ordinary life this is madness and illusion. But if we let loose our hold on our philosophies and psychologies of enlightenment and reason, we might learn to appreciate the perspective of eternity that enters life as madness, Plato's divine frenzy."
|
|
craving
divine
divinity
enlightenment
illusion
imagination
love
lover
madness
platohtenment
|
Thomas Moore |
|
9d667df
|
"This is the Speaker for the Dead? Judging someone by appearances?" "Maybe I've fallen in love with Grego." "You've always been a sucker for people who pee on you."
|
|
jane
judging
love
pee
|
Orson Scott Card |
|
4e0de7b
|
Words travel as swiftly as desire, so it is possible to send a message of love without them.
|
|
communication
love
speech
|
Laura Esquivel |
|
235b1bc
|
Adieu! but let me cherish, still, The hope with which I cannot part. Contempt may wound, and coldness chill, But still it lingers in my heart. And who can tell but Heaven, at last, May answer all my thousand prayers, And bid the future pay the past With joy for anguish, smiles for tears?
|
|
hope
love
pain
tears
|
Anne Brontë |
|
31eb280
|
If she be all tenderness, she will die. If she survive, the tenderness will either be crushed out of her, or--and the outward semblance is the same--crushed so deeply into her heart that it can never show itself more. The latter is perhaps the truest theory.
|
|
love
|
Nathaniel Hawthorne |
|
2b87da7
|
Ah, when love dies, women lose two and a half inches in height.
|
|
love
women
|
M.C. Beaton |
|
498f0a4
|
The human heart is my territory. I write about love because it's the most important thing in the world. I write about sex because often it feels like the most important thing in the world.
|
|
love
sex
writting
|
Jeanette Winterson |
|
3afe3e4
|
"Dear God," said Nudge under her breath, "I want real parents. But I want them to want me too. I want them to love me. I already love them. Please see what you can do. Thanks very much. Love, Nudge." Okay, so I'm not saying we were pros at this or anything. (Max thoughts)"
|
|
desire
funny
god
humor
learning
love
parents
praying
|
James Patterson |
|
9a93b8c
|
We become neighbors when we are willing to cross the road for one another. (...) There is a lot of road crossing to do. We are all very busy in our own circles. We have our own people to go to and our own affairs to take care of. But if we could cross the road once in a while and pay attention to what is happening on the other side, we might indeed become neighbors.
|
|
busy
compassion
love
love-your-neighbor
neighbors
|
Henri J.M. Nouwen |
|
a8f76cb
|
I've traveled. All over. I've never seen anything like you. How could anything be put together like you? Do you know how beautiful you are? Have you looked at yourself?' 'I'm looking now.
|
|
eyes
love
see
seeing
|
Toni Morrison |
|
bce4903
|
You must stay away from the one who brings nothing but heartache and death. Do you hear me? He brings nothing but death. Always has.
|
|
heartache
love
men
warning
|
Jennifer L. Armentrout |
|
4d2323d
|
Therefore, have done with this nonsense: you have no ground for hope: dismiss, at once, these hurtful thoughts and foolish wishes from your mind, and turn to your own duty, and the dull blank life that lies before you. You might have known such happiness was not for you.
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love
lovesick
unrequited-love
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Anne Brontë |
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796e9ed
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"She was enfolded in the great wings of Mrs. Whatsit and she felt comfort and strength pouring through her. Mrs. Whatsit was not speaking aloud, and yet through the wings Meg understood words. "My child, do not despair. Do you think we would have brought you here if there was no hope? We are asking you to do a difficult thing, but we are confident that you can do it. Your father needs help, he needs courage, and for his children he may be able to do what he cannot do for himself."
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family
fear
love
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Madeleine L'Engle |
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63f1c1f
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"How...how do you feel about me?" "I think it's pretty obvious." "Let's just say I need a detailed account." His lashes lifted and his eyes met mine. "I can do that for you." "Okay." I leaned toward him. "I never once stopped thinking about you when you were taken away. Four years. All I could hope was that you were in a good place. Never expected you to walk into school. Didn't even allow myself to dream about that. And then you did, and seeing you blew me away. You were just like I remembered, but different. The hints of the girl I saw in you when we were younger were now right in front of me. The moment you said my name--the moment you hugged me I knew." Rider reached between us, folding his hand around mine. "I knew I'd fall in love with you and I did. I love you, Mallory." My lips parted on an inhale. "What?" "I love you, and not the kind of love we had for each other when we were younger, you know? Paige knows that. So does Hector. So did Jayden. I love you."
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feelings
i-love-you
love
mallory-dodge
rider-stark
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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ce2c2ab
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If you already have a person's love no sacrifice can be too much to give for it; but any sacrifice is too great to buy it for you.
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love
sacrifice
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Ludwig Wittgenstein |
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45ac08d
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What was this yearning, tearing at her insides like hunger and thirst? It couldn't be love. Love was warm and soft, like a bed of leaves. But this was dark, like the shade under a poisonous shrub, and it was hungry. So hungry. It must have some other name, just as there couldn't be the same word for life and death, or for moon and sun
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jealousy
love
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Cornelia Funke |
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c1a3151
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"An old walrus-faced waiter attended to me; he had the knack of pouring the coffee and the hot milk from two jugs, held high in the air, and I found this entrancing, as if he were a child's magician. One day he said to me - he had some English - "Why are you sad?" "I'm not sad," I said, and began to cry. Sympathy from strangers can be ruinous. "You should not be sad," he said, gazing at me with his melancholy, leathery walrus eyes. "It must be the love. But you are young and pretty, you will have time to be sad later." The French are connoisseurs of sadness, they know all the kinds. This is why they have bidets. "It is criminal, the love," he said, patting my shoulder. "But none is worse."
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love
sadness
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Margaret Atwood |
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5e22b7c
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Your cousin might be a pretty face, but , my darling, courageous, maddening, seductive, mysterious, Diana, are the Duchess of Wakefield. duchess.
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declaration-of-love
love
marriage-proposal
proposal
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Elizabeth Hoyt |
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0ea7a0a
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"Then Henry speaks again. "Did he do it?" I turn to him slowly. "Does it matter?"
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life
love
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Jodi Picoult |
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e1e9750
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-... Pero ?sabes en que pense todo el dia ayer? un pensamiento que no me puedo evitar no importa cuan disgustado estoy contigo. -No. -Que tengo suerte porque la persona que no puedo sacar de mi cabeza, la persona que significa mas para mi de lo que puedo soportar aun esta viva, ella esta todavia alli, y esa eres tu.
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daemon-black
español
katy
love
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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e1aee2b
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Maybe love was a myth anyhow, a brew of hormones and fantasy, evolution's way of getting men and women together long enough for them to procreate,back in the day when girls got pregnant at twelve, were pregnant or nursing for the next twenty years, and were dead of the plague by forty.
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love
myth
procreation
sex
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Jennifer Weiner |
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54cc0cf
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Durante toda mi vida he entendido el amor como una especie de esclavitud consentida. Pero esto no es asi: la libertad solo existe cuando existe el amor. Quien se entrega totalmente, quien se siente libre, ama al maximo. Y quien ama al maximo, se siente libre. Pero en el amor, cada uno de nosotros es responsable por lo que siente, y no puede culpar al otro por eso. Nadie pierde a nadie porque nadie posee a nadie. Y esta es la verdadera experiencia de la libertad: Tener lo mas importante del mundo sin poseerlo.
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freedom
libertad
love
once-minutos
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Paulo Coelho |
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9ea8009
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The last thing she'd wanted was anything as complicated as a relationship, for it felt as though there we're though complication in her life already.
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love
relationship
relationships
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Nicholas Sparks |
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0f9b2bb
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According to the laws of nature, one should destroy the other, but in love neither good nor evil, there is neither construction nor destruction, there is merely movement. And love changes the laws of nature.
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love
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Paulo Coelho |
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4fc6ace
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Everything seems simple until you think about it. Why is love intensified by absence?
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audrey-niffenegger
love
the-time-traveler-s-wife
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Audrey Niffenegger |
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3a010c8
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"Oh. A bigger studio. It dawns on me, stupid me, that Henry could win the lottery at any time at all; that he has never bothered to do so because it's not normal; that he has decided to set aside his fanatical dedication to living like a normal person so I can have a studio big enough to roller-skate across; that I am being an ingrate. "Clare? Earth to Clare..." "Thank you," I say, too abruptly."
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love
selflessness
thanks
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Audrey Niffenegger |
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74633e9
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Who but lovers dream alike?
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love
lovers
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Lloyd Alexander |
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ca6e160
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The reason death sticks so closely to life isn't biological necessity - it's envy. Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can.
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love
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Yann Martel |
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71da8d8
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It was this that frightened me--the sense that behind the lay concealed a little bourgeoise who wanted security in love.
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love
sexuality
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Anaïs Nin |
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c8130e7
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Some people reflect light Some deflect it You by some miracle Seem to collect it
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light
love
miracle
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Mark Z. Danielewski |
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f977d54
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As June walked toward me from the darkness of the garden into the light of the door, I saw for the first time the most beautiful woman on earth. Astartling white face, burning dark eyes, a face so alive I felt it would consume itself before my eyes. Years ago I tried to imagine a true beauty; I created in my mind an image of just such a woman. I had never seen her until last night. Yet I knew long ago the phosphorescent color of her skin, her huntress profile, the evenness of her teeth. She is bizarre, fantastic, nervous, like someone in a high fever. Her beauty drowned me... By the end of the evening I had extricated myself from her power. She killed my admiration by her talk. Her talk. The enormous ego, false, weak, posturing. She lacks the courage of her personality, which is sensual, heavy with experience. Her role alone preoccupies her. She invents drama in which she always stars. I am sure she creates genuine dramas, genuine chaos and whirlpools of feelings, but I feel that her share in it is a pose. That night, in spite of my response to her, she sought to be whatever she felt I wanted her to be. She is an actress every moment. I cannot grasp the core of June.
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love
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Anaïs Nin |
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67a11fd
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Tonight he would do anything in the world for her. Tomorrow he would begin to set her free.
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duty
freedom
love
temporary
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Mary Balogh |
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1b7f97e
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There would be love, and while it was mine, I could cling to it. I could rejoice -- in life, in the existence of love. In the existence of people like Phedre and Joscelin. Although the standards they set were impossibly high, still, I could rejoice that such courage and compassion existed in the world. I could hope and aspire.
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hope
life
love
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Jacqueline Carey |
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4d215bd
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"With the supplies gathered, he went over to the stainless-steel sink and pressed the foot pedal to get the water running. While he washed his hands, he said quietly, "If I could, I would." "Excuse me?" Qhuinn pumped some suds into his palms and scrubbed all the way up his forearms. Which was overkill, but if Blay wanted him superclean, then that was what he was going to be. "If I could love a guy like that, it would be you."
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love
qhuinn
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J.R. Ward |
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cd29102
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Thought is creative - Fear attracts like energy - Love is all there is.
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growth
light
love
peace
strength
trust
truth
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Neale Donald Walsch |
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5f44525
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"Ah! Thou gifest me such hope and courage, and I haf nothing to gif back but a full heart and these empty hands," cried the Professor, quite overcome. Jo never, never would learn to be proper, for when he said that as they stood upon the steps, she just put both hands into his, whispering tenderly, "Not empty now," and, stooping down, kissed her Friedrich under the umbrella."
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love
rain
romance
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Louisa May Alcott |
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d8ea939
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fy lHb lyy's , nkhtr` shkhSyt lshrky'n fy lHy@ wnTlb mnhm 'n ykwnw km nrydhm 'n ykwnw , thm nnhr Hyn yrfDwn l`b ldwr ldhy khtr`nh fy l'ss
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love
novel
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Elizabeth Gilbert |
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c369dd5
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I still believe that you truly find yourself not in travel, but in other human souls.
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love
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Emma Forrest |
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537177f
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People don't know. We don't know ourselves so we tell ourselves what we really know is other people. We could say the depth of pain we feel for the lovers who've left us is because we knew them so well.
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life
love
pain
relationships
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Emma Forrest |
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ba9346b
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All of a sudden you see reading in bed and waffles on Sunday and laughing at nothing and his mouth on yours. And it's so far beyond fine that you know you can never go back to fine.
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gone-girl
love
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Gillian Flynn |
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13f965f
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...It had all happened in that instant she had seen Carol standing in the middle of the floor, watching her. Then the realization that so much had happened after that meeting made her feel incredibly lucky suddenly. It was so easy for a man and woman to find each other, to find someone who would do, but for her to have found Carol-
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lesbian
lgbt
love
lucky
patricia-highsmith
romantic
the-price-of-salt
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Patricia Highsmith |
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8900cd5
|
No one ought even to desert a woman after throwing her a heap of gold in her distress! He ought to love her forever! You are young, only twenty-one, and kind and upright and fine. You'll ask me how a woman can take money from a man. Oh, God, isn't it natural to share everything with the one we owe all our happiness to? When one has given everything, how can one quibble about a mere portion of it? Money is important only when feeling has ceased. Isn't one bound for life? How can you foresee separation when you think someone loves you? When a man swears eternal love--how can there be any separate concerns in that case?
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finance
love
money
sense
sincerity
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Honoré de Balzac |
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442f1f0
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Every man's work, pursued steadily, tends to become an end in itself, and so to bridge over the loveless chasms of his life.
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love
work
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George Eliot |
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620db40
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Yes, she now believed that when her body died, her soul would go on. Gods she did not worship, and faith she had none, but love she had and forever. Love alone had awakened her sleeping soul and had made it deathless. She knew she was immortal.
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love
soul
wisdom
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Pearl S. Buck |
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4b755c5
|
You can learn a lot from your lovers, but-for the most part-you get to keep your friends longer, and you learn more from them.
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learning
lesson
life
love
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John Irving |
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76d2f9f
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I felt as if the Milky Way, hovering above our heads like a celestial pitcher, had suddenly overturned, pouring suns and planets down my throat. Stars seemed to be shooting out of my finger and toes, the ends of my hair.
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love
stars
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Meg Cabot |
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7a3e12e
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But vilifying those we love always detaches us from them a little. We should not touch our idols: their gilding will remain on our hands.
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love
lovers
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Gustave Flaubert |
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f3b82bd
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Love had always issued out of the places that hurt the most.
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hurt
love
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Pat Conroy |
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407c3b5
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...she thought with pity of all the men and women who were not light-hearted when they loved, who were cold, who were reluctant, who were shy, who imagined that passion and tenderness were two things separate from one another, and not the one, gloriously intermingled, so that to be fierce was also to be gentle, so that silence was a speaking without words.
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love
silence
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Daphne du Maurier |
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5552d06
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Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium-- Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.-- ''[kisses her]'' Her lips suck forth my soul: see, where it flies!-- Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena. I will be Paris, and for love of thee, Instead of Troy, shall Wertenberg be sack'd; And I will combat with weak Menelaus, And wear thy colours on my plumed crest; Yea, I will wound Achilles in the heel, And then return to Helen for a kiss. O, thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars; Brighter art thou than flaming Jupiter When he appear'd to hapless Semele; More lovely than the monarch of the sky In wanton Arethusa's azur'd arms; And none but thou shalt be my paramour!
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love
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Christopher Marlowe |
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c12e1d3
|
Love is when two (or more) hearts build a safe emotional, mental, and spiritual home that will stand strong no matter how much anyone changes on the inside or the outside. It demands only one things and expects only one thing: that each person be his or her own true self.
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love
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Neil Strauss |
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87957f7
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I found out it is just as hard to make a movie that you are not proud of as it is to make one you love.
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effort
love
pride
work
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Craig Ferguson |
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c7b85a5
|
Love works in mysterious ways,
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live
love
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Julia Quinn |
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baaf609
|
I am neither foe nor friend to my brothers, but such as each of them shall deserve of me. And to earn my love, my brothers must do more than to have been born. I do not grant my love without reason, nor to any chance passer-by who may wish to claim it. I honor men with my love. But honor is a thing to be earned. I shall choose friends among men, but neither slaves nor masters. And I shall choose only such as please me, and them I shall love and respect, but neither command not obey.
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|
individual
love
pride
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Ayn Rand |
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5848423
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A single smile from her could make his entire being burn. One touch from her hand and he was undone. It was terrifying to think of how much power this one person had over him. How one single gesture from her could affect him so profoundly. (Sin thinking about Kat)
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|
love
power-of-love
scared
sensual
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Sherrilyn Kenyon |
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ef65303
|
Love is deceitful and sublime. In its truest form, it brings out the best in all beings. At its worst, it's a tool used to manipulate and ruin anyone who is stupid enough to hold it.
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love
love-sucks
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Sherrilyn Kenyon |
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10c9e94
|
But she was not even grateful to him for it; nothing good on Pierre's part seemed to her to be an effort, it seemed so natural for him to be kind to everyone that there was no merit in his kindness.
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love
merit
morality
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Leo Tolstoy |
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b138460
|
But Levin was in love, and so it seemed to him that Kitty was so perfect in every respect that she was a creature far above everything earthly; and that he was a creature so low and so earthly that it could not even be conceived that other people and she herself could regard him as worthy of her.
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love
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Leo Tolstoy |
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cf58b64
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"I love you Tory. I know I say it a lot, but..." "I know baby. I feel the same way about you. Those words never convey what goes through my mind and heart every time I look up and see you sitting in my house. Funny thign is, I always thought my house was full and that there was nothing missing in my life. I had a job I loved. Family who loved me. Good friends to keep me sane. Everything a human could want. And t hen I met an infuriating, impossible man who added the one thing I didn't know wasn't there." "Dirty socks on the floor?" She laughed. "No, the other part of my heart. The last face I see before I go to sleep and the first one I see when I get up. I'm so glad it was you." Those words both thrilled and scared him. Mostly because he knew firsthand that if love went untended it turned into profound hatred. --Tory and Acheron"
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love
|
Sherrilyn Kenyon |
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9cfb678
|
Romance is finding your fantasy in people who don't have it.
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fantasy
love
romance
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Andy Warhol |
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b288b96
|
Erotic attraction often serves as the catalyst for an intimate connection between two people, but it is not a sign of love. Exciting, pleasurable sex can take place between two people who do not even know each other. Yet the vast majority of males in our society are convinced that their erotic longing indicates who they should, and can, love. Led by their penis, seduced by erotic desire, they often end up in relationships with partners with whom they share no common interests of values.
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|
erotica
erotica-romance
eroticism
love
love-quotes
men
penis
sex
sexual-attraction
sexuality
sexy
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bell hooks |
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cd104de
|
Concurrently, when it comes to matters of the heart we are encouraged to treat partners as though they were objects we can pick up, use, and the discard and dispose of at will, with the one criteria being whether or not individualistic desires are satisfied.
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desire
heart
love
object
partner
relationship
satisfaction
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Bell Hooks |
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eb82e10
|
As more people have found the courage to break through shame and speak about woundedness in their lives, we are now subjected to a mean-spirited cultural response, where all talk of woundedness is mocked. The belittling of anyone's attempt to name a context within which they were wounded, were made a victim, is a form of shaming. It is psychological terrorism. Shaming breaks our hearts. All individuals who are genuinely seeking well-being within a healing context realize that it is important to that process not to make being a victim a stance of pride or a location from which to simply blame others. We need to speak our shame and our pain courageously in order to recover. Addressing woundedness is not about blaming others; however, it does allow individuals who have been, and are, hurt to insist on accountability and responsibility both from themselves and from those who were the agents of their suffering as well as those who bore witness. Constructive confrontation aids our healing.
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confrontation
discussion
healing-shame
honesty
hurting
hurting-heart
love
pain
responsibility
self-love
wounded
woundedness
wounds
wounds-to-the-heart
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bell hooks |
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e37929a
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"We still counted happiness and health and love and luck and beautiful children as "ordinary blessings."
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children
happiness
health
love
luck
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Joan Didion |
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253a091
|
"What about you and me, Adina?" Duff said, sidling up to her by the railing. "I know I screwed up. But do you think we could start over?" Adina thought about everything that had happened. Part of her wanted to kiss Duff McAvoy, the tortured British trust-fund-runaway-turned-pirate-of-necessity who loved rock 'n' roll and mouthy-but-vulnerable bass-playing girls from New Hampshire. But he didn't exist. Not really. He was a creature of TV and her imagination, a guy she'd invented as much as he'd invented himself. And this was what she suddenly understood about her mother: how with each man, each husband, she was really trying to fill in the sketchy parts of herself and become somebody she could finally love. It was hard to live in the messiness and easier to believe in the dream. And in that moment, Adina knew she was not her mother after all. She would make mistakes, but they wouldn't be the same mistakes. Starting now. "Sorry," she said, heading for the bow, where a spot of sun looked inviting. "Oh, also, about that blog? Just so you know, my dads know a lot of gay lawyers. Bitches will take your ass down if you try to publish that. Peace out."
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love
self
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Libba Bray |
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6bba5b2
|
He drew a deep breath, struggling to keep his emotions in check, knowing he didn't love her simply in the here and now but that he would never stop loving her.
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love
nicholas-sparks
real-love
romance
|
Nicholas Sparks |
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526a94d
|
Now, feel. I am thee and thou art me and all of one is the other. And feel now. Thou hast no heart but mine.
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love
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Ernest Hemingway |
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4ab6f3f
|
You, whom I have always loved and never found, you whom I expected to see at the end of the rails beyond the horizon--
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idea
love
memory
unattainable
|
Ayn Rand |
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787aca2
|
You will follow me, if we are what we are, you and I, if we live, if the world exists, if you know the meaning of this moment and can't let it slip by, as others let it slip, into the senselessness of the unwilled and unreached.
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|
dagny-taggart
love
|
Ayn Rand |
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bdccd1c
|
"Yes, I suppose so," answered Anna, as though wondering at the boldness of his question; but the irrepressible, quivering brilliance of her eyes and her smile set him on fire as she said it."
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love
vronsky
|
Leo Tolstoy |
|
64f5120
|
I can live without a boy. So why does it feel like I'm going to die?
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|
love
young-adult
|
Daria Snadowsky |
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770f88d
|
Understanding knowledge as an essential element of love is vital because we are bombarded daily with messages that tell us love is about mystery, about that which cannot be known. We see movies in which people are represented as being in love who never talk with one another, who fall into bed without ever discussing their bodies, their sexual needs, their likes and dislikes. Indeed, the message is received from the mass media is that knowledge makes love less compelling; that it is ignorance that gives love its erotic and transgressive edge. These messages are brought to us by profiteering producers who have no clue about the art of loving, who substitute their mystified visions because they do not really know how to genuinely portray loving interaction.
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|
knowledge
love
love-at-first-sight
love-quotes
mass-media
pop-culture
romance
romantic
television
truth
tv
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bell hooks |
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e40aa34
|
I love you and I will until the end of time.And just as she said the words, two bright stars drifted past them overhead and disappeared into the night sky together...
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love
love-story
lovequote
lovequotes
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Danielle Steel |
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ef1454f
|
The very thing that attracts you to someone can end up putting you off.
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divorce
love
|
Anne Tyler |
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628af7d
|
No one ever loved you like him. And no one ever took it away so completely. But it's here. Look around.
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|
heartbreak
love
|
Emma Forrest |
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e77802b
|
Songs and smells will bring you back to a moment in time more than anything else. It's amazing how much can be conjured with a few notes of a song or a solitary whiff of a room.
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love
memories
songs
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Emily Giffin |
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bd3ac5a
|
I love doing it. Every building is like a person. Single and unrepeatable.
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building
engineering
love
passion
profession
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Ayn Rand |
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302b5d2
|
I went back to my conversation with Siegfried that morning; we had just about decided that the man with a lot of animals couldn't be expected to feel affection for individuals among them. But those buildings back there were full of John Skipton's animals - he must have hundreds. Yet what made him trail down that hillside every day in all weathers? Why had he filled the last years of those two old horses with peace and beauty? Why had he given them a final ease and comfort which he had withheld from himself? It could only be love.
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horse
love
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James Herriot |
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c8a2981
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And suddenly everything around me seemed to grow quiet, as if he were the wind that blew and I were just a cloud carried upon it.
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love
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Arthur Golden |
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53c5665
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The theatre is a tragic place, full of endings and partings and heartbreak. You dedicate yourself passionately to something, to a project, to people, to a family, you think of nothing else for weeks and months, then suddenly it's over, it's perpetual destruction, perpetual divorce, perpetual adieu. It's like , it's a koan. It's like falling in love and being smashed over and over again.' 'You do, then, fall in love.' 'Only with fictions, I love players, but actors are so ephemeral. And then there's waiting for the perfect part, and being offered it the day after you've committed yourself to something utterly rotten. The remorse, and the envy and the jealousy. An old actor told me if I wanted to stay in the trade I had better kill off envy and jealousy at the start.
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|
hamlet
jealousy
love
regret
remorse
theater
theatre
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Iris Murdoch |
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15a05cb
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When does one ever know a human being? Perhaps only after one has realized the impossibility of knowledge and renounced the desire for it and finally ceased to feel even the need of it. But then what one achieves is no longer knowledge, it is simply a kind of co-existence; and this too is one of the guises of love.
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life
love
relationships
|
Iris Murdoch |
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f0b0fed
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But if love had to die, I wanted it to die quickly. It was as though our love were a small creature caught in a trap and bleeding to death: I had to shut my eyes and wring its neck.
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end-of-love
love
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Graham Greene |
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"At some point, we have each said through our tears, "I'm suffering for a love that's not worth it." We suffer because we feel we are giving more than we receive. We suffer because we feel we are giving more than we receive. We suffer because our love is going unrecognized. We suffer because we are unable to impose our own rules. But ultimately there is no good reason for our suffering, for in every love lies the seed of our growth."
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favorite
love
paulo-coelho
river-piedra
suffering
worth
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Paulo Coelho |
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50ff67e
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She had known the kind of love that was worth risking everything for, the kind of love that was as rare as a glimpse of heaven.
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choices-and-consequences
faith
heaven
hope
life
love
oppurtunity
risk
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Nicholas Sparks |
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656b829
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Yet she said to herself, from the dawn of time odes have been sung to love; wreathes heaped and roses; and if you asked nine people out of ten they would say they wanted nothing but this; while the women, judging from her own experience, would all the time be feeling, This is not what we want; there is nothing more tedious, puerile and inhumane than love; yet it is also absolutely beautiful and necessary.
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life
love
modernism
relationships
to-the-lighthouse
virginia-woolf
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Virginia Woolf |
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We resonate with one another's sorrows because we are interconnected. Being whole and simultaneously part of a larger whole, we can change the world simply by changing ourselves. If I become a center of love and kindness in this moment, then in a perhaps small but hardly insignificant way, the world now has a nucleus of love and kindness it lacked the moment before. This benefits me and it benefits others.
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being-whole
benefits-all
benefits-me
center
change-ourselves
change-the-world
interconnectedness
kindness
love
meditation
mindfulness
resonate
sorrow
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Jon Kabat-Zinn |
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Do we miss not only the past but every future the lost past describes? Is that just the nature of missing? All the lost might-have-beens? The certainty that those uncertain futures are gone? If we can't embrace uncertainty do we miss the point of love?
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inspirational
love
reflective
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Mark Z. Danielewski |
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4b1fdee
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Suddenly, and for the first time, he was at the center of his own life, living it and loving it.
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life
live
love
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Mary Balogh |
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Love is fragile at best and often a burden or something that blinds us. It's fodder for poets and song writers and they build it into something beyond human capacity. Falling in love means enrolling yourself in the school of disappointment. Being human means failing each other often, and no two people fail each other more than two people who pledge to do things for each other that they'll never do because they are just incapable of it...That's why art is enduring. The look of love or hope, or the look of compassion, bravery, whatever, is captured forever. We spend our lives trying to get someone to be as enduring as a painting or a sculpture and we can't because feelings crumble as quickly as the flesh.
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heartbreak
love
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V.C. Andrews |
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934fde2
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She fitted in my arms, she always had, and the shock of holding her caused me to feel that my arms had been empty since she had been away.
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empty
feelings
hug
love
woman
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James Baldwin |
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30503c4
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And the past held only this wisdom: that love was a damaging mistake, and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion.
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life
love
mistakes
past
wisedom
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Khaled Hosseini |
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df7a062
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She is becoming what I wanted she the last with the Arctic eyes to become, which is someone who loves me. Simply and truly as I am. It is hard to stare at her because I know she is starting to love me, I am starting to love her back. I don't care what she's done or who she's done it with, I don't care about whatever demons may be in her closet. I care about how she makes me feel and she makes me feel strong and safe and calm and warm and true. It is hard to stare because I am forced to contemplate giving it up. It is hard to stare, but I do it anyway.
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love
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James Frey |
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26f5ec1
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"But Anne, do you love him?" I asked curiously. The curve of her hood hid all but the corner of her smile. "I am a fool to own it, but I am in a fever for his touch." --
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life
love
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Philippa Gregory |
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fe0522b
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What began with exuberance and passion always ended with terse accusations and hateful words, with rage and weeping fits.
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love
passion
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Khaled Hosseini |
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2576656
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Tell me, Nana, If for example we had been a love couple, Would a hug have been enough to wash away my sadness? Or then; does every single being carry this loneliness, like a burden? I wans't intending to monopolizing you I just wanted you to need me.
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loneliness
love
nana
pain
sadness
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Ai yazawa |