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b2a443d
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I've never fully understood how Christianity became quite so tame and respectable, given its origins among drunkards, prostitutes, and tax collectors....Jesus could have hung out in the high-end religious scene of his day, but instead he scoffed at all that, choosing instead to laugh at the powerful, befriend whores, kiss sinners, and eat with all the wrong people. He spent his time with people for whom life was not easy. And there, amid those who were suffering, he was the embodiment of perfect love.
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christian
christianity
faith
inspriational
jesus
love
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Nadia Bolz-Weber |
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04c8ce3
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Fall for me, as an apple falls, as rain falls, because you must. Use gravity to anchor your desire.
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love
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Jeanette Winterson |
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fa766e2
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Did you feel that?' I asked him. He smiled sadly. 'Fitz, I have never needed to touch you to feel that. It was always there. No limits.
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love
no-limits
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Robin Hobb |
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750449d
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"We're not peculiar." "Oh, yes, you are. Don't you realize that in my world my parents are peculiar because they'd never been divorced? Basically because it would have been too much trouble. But you live in a world where not only are your parents not divorced, they appear to love each other"
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love
peculiar
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Madeleine L'Engle |
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113e9b8
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This is what I find myself writing to myself on the page: I'm here. I love you. I don't care if you need to stay up crying all night long. I will stay with you. If you need the medication again, go ahead and take it - I will love you through that, as well. If you don't need the medication, I will love you, too. There's nothing you can ever do to lose my love. I will protect you until you die, and after your death I will still protect you. I am stronger than Depression and I am braver than Loneliness and nothing will ever exhaust me.
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love
self-esteem
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Elizabeth Gilbert |
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0a511fe
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Later that summer, as rain fell, such a moment shimmered and paused on the brink, and then began the ancient dance of numbers: two, four, eight, sixteen, thirty-two, and a new life took root and began to grow. And thus the generations past were joined to the unknowable future.
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birth
family
love
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Mary Doria Russell |
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18d48da
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He's changing. Every day more remote, protected, distant. He builds fests now for the soulmate he hasn't found, bricking wall and maze and mountain fortress, dares her to find him at the hidden center of them all Here's an A in self-protection from the one in the world he might love and who might someday love him.
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love
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Richard Bach |
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c638206
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Your ultimate goal for marriage is that both of you--as husband and wife--commit to keep growing spiritually.
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christian
faithfulness
goal
god
grow
husband
life
love
marriage
married
spiritual
ultimate
wife
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Elizabeth George |
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a097e23
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In the middle of the night, when Laila woke up thirsty, she found their hands still clamped together, in the white-knuckle, anxious way of children clutching balloon strings.
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love
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Khaled Hosseini |
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e9ecb42
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I was dead unit you found me, though I breathed. I was sightless, though I could see. And then you came...and I was awakened.
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dead
inspirational
love
sightless
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J.R. Ward |
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ddd8169
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Every person has a heart, but we're not always lucky enough to get a glimpse of it. And every heart, even the hardest, has a fragile spot. If you hit it there, it shatters.
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love
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Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni |
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edd2159
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One may deal with things without love...but you cannot deal with men without it...It cannot be otherwise, because natural love is the fundamental law of human life.
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life
love
mankind
natural-laws
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Leo Tolstoy |
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98f7481
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Every man wants love, if he can get past the fear of exposure.
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love
love-quotes
love-story
romance
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Barbara Delinsky |
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eb223fc
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You can't quantify love, and if you try, you can wind up focusing on misleading factors. Stuff that has really has more to do with personality- the fact that some people are simply more expressive or emotional or needy in a relationship. But beyond such smokescreens, the answer is there. Love is seldom- almost never -even proposition. Someone always loves more.
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love
love-hurts
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Emily Giffin |
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b1f9db6
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She explains that lost love is still love.Life has to end but love doesn't
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love
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Mitch Albom |
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1401a41
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I asked him what his work was. He answered that he devoted all his time to his political activities... He was undoubtedly busy with the diplomatic relations between his testicles and women's breast.
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iran
love
marriage
seperation
testicles
west
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Marjane Satrapi |
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11da84b
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"Say what you said before again. The Irish thing. I want to say it back to you." He smiled. Took her hand. "You'll never pronounce it." "Yes, I will." Still smiling, he said it slowly, waited for her to fumble through. But her eyes stayed steady and serious as she brought his hand to her heart, laid hers on his, and repeated the words. She saw emotion move over his face. His heart leaped hard against her hand. "You undo me, Eve." He sat up, dropped his brow against hers. "Thank God for you," he murmured in a voice gone raw. "Thank God for you."
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irish
love
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J.D. Robb |
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0c9bad6
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To be a Christian - a follower of Jesus Christ - is to love wisdom, love justice, and love freedom.
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christian
freedom
justice
love
spirituality
wisdom
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Cornel West |
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fd27c10
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Shug Avery sat up in bed a little today. I wash and comb out her hair. She got the nottiest, shortest, kinkiest hair I ever saw, and I loves every strand of it.
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afro-hair
love
romance
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Alice Walker |
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55afa62
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He was dimly angry with himself, he did not know why. It was that he had struck his wife. He had forgotten it, but was miserable about it, notwithstanding. And this misery was the voice of the great Love that had made him and his wife and the baby and Diamond, speaking in his heart, and telling him to be good. For that great Love speaks in the most wretched and dirty hearts; only the tone of its voice depends on the echoes of the place in which it sounds. On Mount Sinai, it was thunder; in the cabman's heart it was misery; in the soul of St John it was perfect blessedness.
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heart
love
misery
thunder
voice
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George MacDonald |
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0e47edd
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She couldn't believe how quickly life could change. How could she have known when she'd woken up that morning that today was the day she'd fall in love?
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life
love
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Cecily von Ziegesar |
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02e0dc7
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All plots tend to move deathward. This is the nature of plots. Political plots, terrorist plots, lovers' plots, narrative plots, plots that are part of children's games. We edge nearer death every time we plot. It is like a contract that all must sign, the plotters as well as those who are the targets of the plot.
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don-delillo
love
narrative
plots
plotting
politics
terrorism
white-noise
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Don DeLillo |
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fea7388
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How can I make a stranger see her as she stopped in the hall at the foot of the stairs and turned to us? I have never been able to describe even my fictitious characters except by their actions. It has always seemed to me that in a novel the reader should be allowed to imagine a character in any way he chooses: I do not want to supply him with ready-made illustrations. Now I am betrayed by my own technique, for I do not want any other woman substituted for Sarah, I want the reader to see the one broad forehead and bold mouth, the conformation of the skull, but all I can convey is an indeterminate figure turning in the dripping mackintosh, saying, 'Yes, Henry?' and then 'You?
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love
writing
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Graham Greene |
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2a7151c
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Numai moartea e o forta la fel de absoluta, dar in lupta de veacuri dintre aceste doua puteri, dragostea este cea care ia moartea de gat, ii pune genunchiul in piept, o bate ziua si noaptea, o invinge in fiecare primavara, o urmareste pas cu pas si-n fiecare groapa pe care aceasta o sapa, dragostea arunca samanta unei vieti noi.
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fight
ideal
inspirational
love
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Henryk Sienkiewicz |
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ca0f286
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They that have beauty, let them be thankful for it, and make a good use of it, let them console themselves, and do the best they can without it: certainly, though liable to be over-estimated, it is a gift of God, and not to be despised. Many will feel this who have felt that they could love, and whose hearts tell them that they are worthy to be loved again; while yet they are debarred, by the lack of this or some such seeming trifle, from giving and receiving that happiness they seem almost made to feel and to impart. As well might the humble glowworm despise that power of giving light without which the roving fly might pass her and repass her a thousand times, and never rest beside her: she might hear her winged darling buzzing over and around her; he vainly seeking her, she longing to be found, but with no power to make her presence known, no voice to call him, no wings to follow his flight;--the fly must seek another mate, the worm must live and die alone.
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love
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Anne Brontë |
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ca1b1a3
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He was a glance from God.
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african-american-literature
love
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Zora Neale Hurston |
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9f5ad17
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She felt the lurch of a head rush. The boy who had not paid attention to her; the man who'd embarked on an affair knowing she could never be his; at the last moment he was asking for more. A piece of her was elated. But she was also struck by his selfishness.
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love
selfishness
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Jhumpa Lahiri |
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fdbd7a0
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"In this way unwittingly the Widow-to-Be is assuring her husband's death--his doom. Even as she believes she is behaving intelligently--"shrewdly" and "reasonably"--she is taking him to a teeming petri dish of lethal bacteria where within a week he will succumb to a virulent staph infection--a "hospital" infection acquired in the course of his treatment for pneumonia. Even as she is fantasizing that he will be home for dinner she is assuring that he will never return home. How unwitting, all Widows-to-Be who imagine that they are doing the right thing, in innocence and ignorance!"
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grief
love
widowhood
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Joyce Carol Oates |
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94f0a50
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Every word that he had spoken amongst the amassed beauties of Macmaster furnishings had been a link in a love-speech. It was not merely that he had confessed to her as he would have to no other soul in the world - 'To no other soul in the world,' he had said! - his doubts, his misgivings, and his fears; it was that every word he uttered and that came to her, during the lasting of that magic, had sung of passion. If he had uttered the word 'Come', she would have followed him to the bitter ends of the earth; if he had said, 'There is no hope', she would have known the finality of despair. Having said neither, she knew: 'This is our condition; so we must continue!' And she knew, too, that he was telling her that he, like her, was... oh, say, on the side of the angels.
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love
lovers
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Ford Madox Ford |
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29ccd56
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The mourning of a loved one never ends with a funeral. It comes back every so often, like a stage performer eager for a curtain call and expects you to be loud about it. ...I gave it all the lung capacity I had.
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funeral
giants
love
mourning
plague
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Kevin Hearne |
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acdf685
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The uncertainty of the future made them turn their hearts toward the past. They saw themselves in the lost paradise of the deluge, splashing in the puddles in the courtyard, killing lizards to hang on Ursula, pretending that they were going to bury her alive, and those memories revealed to them the truth that they had been happy together ever since they had had memory.
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love
memory
nostalgia
soulmates
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Gabriel García Márquez |
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9581a2c
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"Love is a golden bubble full of dreams, That waking breaks, and fills us with extremes. ---From "Hero and Leander, Sestiad III"
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love
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Christopher Marlowe |
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86c40ad
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" ," Balder murmurs from the backseat, his eyes still closed. "I looked upon your face and knew happiness." Without further warning, the sky opens up and cries."
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happiness
inspirational
libba-bray
love
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Libba Bray |
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d55aeeb
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--No quiero saber sobre el amor. --Pero deberias, hija mia. Tienes que saber sobre el amor. Las cosas que la gente haria por amor. Todas las verdades se acaban reduciendo al amor ?verdad? De una forma u otra lo hacen. Sabes, hay una diferencia entre amor y necesidad. A veces, lo que sientes es inmediato y sin ton ni son --se sento un poco mas recta--. Dos personas se miran desde el otro lado de una habitacion o se rozan la piel. Sus almas reconocen a esa persona como suya. No hace falta tiempo para adivinarlo. El alma siempre sabe... si esta bien o mal. (...) --El primero... el primero es siempre el mas poderoso --cerro los ojos, suspirando-- Luego hay necesidad y destino. Ese es otro tipo. La necesidad se disfraza de amor, pero la necesidad... la necesidad nunca es amor. Ten siempre cuidado de quien te necesita. Siempre hay un querer tras una necesidad, sabes. (...) --A veces confundireis necesidad con amor. Tened cuidado. El camino con necesidad nunca es justo, nunca es bueno. Tened cuidado de quien necesita.
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alexandria-andros
amor
covenant-series
cover-quotes
love
pure
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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fba1b48
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Manchmal lieben wir nur mit der Hoffnung. Manchmal weinen wir mit allem ausser Tranen. Und am Ende bleiben nur: Liebe und ihre Pflicht, Trauer und ihre Wahrheit. Am Ende haben wir nichts anderes - nichts anderes, woran wir uns festhalten konnen, bis der Morgen dammert.
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love
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Gregory David Roberts |
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0ea75c9
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"He carries what he feels for people deep inside. Even as a kid he was that way," Aunt Margaret said. "Your momma knows that." But I had wondered then as I did now what good love was that couldn't be expressed."
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love
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Ron Rash |
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25916e2
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,,Ako s'lzite mogat da izplatiat nashite grekhove, bikh plakal, za da kupia oproshchenie za vsichki tvoi m'ki v b'deshchiia ti zhivot, ako mozhekh sega da izplacha vsichko vmesto teb, bikh plakal, dokato iztekat ochite mi.
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africa
български
death-of-a-loved-one
fatherhood
love
love-quotes
sean-courtney
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Wilbur Smith |
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0ebbc15
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"Currents of cigarette fumes wafted through what passed for air. Attractive young women in bright-hued gowns glided through the streams of smoke, like tropical fish in an aquarium. Detecting the white uniforms and leathery faces, they promptly approached the Navy men. Very pretty, Ed thought, but hungry, a school of piranha. Just what the doctor ordered: fun and games with no complications. Right: no complications." pg. 27."
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adventure
cuba
havana
love
sex
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Clark Zlotchew |
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09d591d
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There the old Eskimo hunters she had known in her childhood thought the riches of life were intelligence, fearlessness, and love. A man with these gifts was rich and was a great spirit who was admired in the same way that the gussaks admired a man with money and goods.
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intelligence
life
love
riches
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Jean Craighead George |
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aa31e17
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No, Geo--underneath all that, Nan really loves me. It's just she wants me to see things her way. You know, she's two years older; that meant a lot when we were children. I've always thought of her as being sort of like a road--I mean, she leads somewhere. With her, I'll never lose my way.
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love
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Christopher Isherwood |
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c485c13
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The stories shatter. Or you wear them out or leave them behind. Over time the story of the memory loses its power. Over time you become someone else. Only when the honey turns to dust are you free.
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honey
love
storytelling
time
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Rebecca Solnit |
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aca235c
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If you really want to get to know someone, you have to divorce him.
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life
love
marriage
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Elizabeth Gilbert |
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0f4e270
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bmkn lkwkb 'n ythw~ `l~ 'thr tfjyr lqnbl. wymkn llwTn 'n ynhbh kl ywm mkhtls jdyd, wymkn lskn lHy jmy`hm 'n yusqw l~ ktyb@ l`dm. ymknh 'n ytHml kl hdh bshwl@ 'kbr mm yjrw' `l~ lqwl, wlknh Gyr qdr `l~ tHml lHzn ldhy ysbbh Hlm wHd mn 'Hlm tyryz.
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علم-نفس
فلسفة
فلسفة-حياة
friedrich-nietzche
friedrich-nietzsche
حب
جنس
اجتماع
كائن-لا-تحتمل-خفته
love
milan-kundera
ميلان-كونديرا
neitzsche
novel
نيتشه
philosophy
philosophy-of-life
political
psychological
psychology
religion
religion-and-philoshophy
sex
sociology
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ميلان كونديرا |
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b2582a3
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Inside the magic globe that Florence Nightingale carries, there are wishes and hopes and love. And all of these things are very tiny and also very bright. And there are thousands of wishes and hopes and love things, and they move around in the magic globe, and that's what Florence uses to see by. That is how she sees soldiers who have fallen on the battlefield of life.
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love
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Kate DiCamillo |
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d6c0f9a
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Penny wanted this kind of attention from the world. She wanted people everywhere to know her name and to love her. There, she'd admitted it aloud. But she couldn't do anything that would justify such massive public acclaim. She just needed a mentor, a teacher, someone to discover her.
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love
people
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Chuck Palahniuk |
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8e189a5
|
"I don't want anything else bad to happen," she whispered, her voice choked with tears. "I'm so sick to death of bad things happening, of seeing bad things that happened in the past! And I'm guilty of so many things. I'm sorry that I killed Mrs. Matthias and wrecked her stupid greenhouse back in the Eighties and I'm sorry I left you here alone while I went around the world." "I wasn't alone though, I knew you were doing what you wanted to do and that you were still alive, so I wasn't really alone, I knew you were still there somewhere," Alecto told her. His damaged smile and downcast, sorrowful eyes were draped in the shadow of the night, saving Mandy the trouble of seeing."
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|
apart
bad
crying
damaged
death
eighties
friend
friendship
greenhouse
grief
guilt
hopelessness
lonliness
love
murder
omen
shadow
smile
sorrow
tears
together
travel
trouble
world
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Rebecca McNutt |
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fb62a71
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"It's because you weren't in love," Mary said. "When you're in love it's beautiful. When you're not it's just dirty filthy sex. Loveless sex has no true spiritual meaning deep inside your soul. But love makes everything totally cool. Love is God's special gift to horny teenage girls and boys. It makes them feel less guilty."
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love
sex
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Christopher Pike |
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d6f2c13
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Nothing has changed. It's still very simple. I miss him. I miss him every day. I miss him very much. But how would it be if that feeling was gone? I would not want that to happen. I told the shrink: it would not make me happy at all not to miss him anymore.
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grief
love
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Sigrid Nunez |
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268cdc5
|
"I peel hiss tense fingers on his right hand away from the steering wheel, one two three four five. With each finger, the scowl diappears a little more. when i place his hand on my leg and gently
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cade
love
relax
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Lisa Schroeder |
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aa5fff8
|
"Love of God," he said slowly, searching for words, "is not always the same as love of good, I wish it were that simple. We know what is good, it is written in the Commandments. But God is not contained only in the Commandments, you know; they are only an
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good
infinitesimal
love
narcissus
ten-commandments
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Hermann Hesse |
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b22690a
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You don't know what would have happened if I hadn't pushed. Nobody knows. I did it the way I did it, and it worked. Above all, it worked.
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crazy
ender
genius
life
love
push
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Orson Scott Card |
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034c542
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"Nick and I, we sometimes laugh, laugh out loud, at the horrible things women make their husbands do to prove their love. The pointless tasks, the myriad sacrifices, the endless small surrenders. We call these men the dancing monkeys. Nick will come home, sweaty and salty and beer-loose from a day at the ballpark,and I'll curl up in his lap, ask him about the game, ask him if his friend Jack had a good time, and he'll say, 'Oh, he came down with a case of the dancing monkeys - poor Jennifer was having a "real stressful week" and really needed him at home.' Or his buddy at work, who can't go out for drinks because his girlfriend really needs him to stop by some bistro where she is having dinner with a friend from out of town. So they can finally meet. And so she can show how obedient her monkey is: He comes when I call, and look how well groomed! Wear this, don't wear that. Do this chore now and do this chore when you get a chance and by that I mean now. And definitely, definitely, give up the things you love for me, so I will have proof that you love me best. It's the female pissing contest - as we swan around our book clubs and our cocktail hours, there are few things women love more than being able to detail the sacrifices our men make for us. A call-and-response, the response being: 'Ohhh, that's so sweet.' I am happy not to be in that club. I don't partake, I don't get off on emotional coercion, on forcing Nick to play some happy-hubby role - the shrugging, cheerful, dutiful taking out the trash, honey! role. Every wife's dream man, the counterpoint to every man's fantasy of the sweet, hot, laid-back woman who loves sex and a stiff drink. I like to think I am confident and secure and mature enough to know Nick loves me without him constantly proving it. I don't need pathetic dancing-monkey scenarios to repeat to my friends, I am content with letting him be himself. I don't know why women find that so hard."
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love
marriage
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Gillian Flynn |
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97ab058
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I am not a twenty-two-year-old boy; I am not a besotted fool. If you think to jilt me, think again. For I will not turn tail and run the other way as he did, oh no. I will find you, and I will drag you to the altar on your back if need be, no matter how you might be screaming. No matter how scandalous it might be.
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love
male-female-relationships
marriage
romance-novels
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Brenda Joyce |
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d76d8ac
|
How could she trust this man, so imprecise with his words, to take care of the burial? To say there had been a loss was ludicrous; one lost a shoe or a pair of keys. You did not suffer the death of a child and say there was a loss. There was a catastrophe. A devastation. A hell.
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|
grief
loss
love
sad
sadness
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Jodi Picoult |
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29445d2
|
I am speaking of something deeper. I am speaking of everything a being can give another. This is what I offer you. I offer myself.
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love
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Jude Watson |
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d7b3f7e
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He is the same soul. You are simply seeing another aspect of him. There is a secret core in everyone that not even Gabriel can know by trying to know. Listen now. The intellect derives from the senses, which are limited, and come from the body. The intellect therefore is also limited, and it can never truly know reality, which is infinite and eternal. Khalid wanted to know reality with his intellect, and he can't. Now he knows that, and is downcast. Intellect has no real mettle, you see, and at the first threat, into a hole it scuttles. But love is divine. It comes from the realm of the infinite, and is entrusted to the heart as a gift from God. Love has no calculation in it. 'God loves you' is the only possible sentence! So it's love you must follow to the heart of your father-in-law. Love is the pearl of an oyster living in the ocean, and intellect lives on the shore and cannot swim. Bring up the oyster, sew the pearl onto your sleeve for all to see. It will bring courage to the intellect. Love is the king that must rescue his coward slave.
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intellect
love
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Kim Stanley Robinson |
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254e377
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The pain of hunger beneath everything. At the end of all love-making, the dreamless sleep after the orgasm, which is like death.
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love
lust
orgasm
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Christopher Isherwood |
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10054a5
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"I've just been thinking it would be a lot of fun to live in a defunct shopping mall! Totally abandoned, Yet still frozen in time, Bright white lights shining, Artificial turquoise fountains spewing out clear water, Eerie eighties elevator music drifting by... Dancing erratically, shouting to the top, Because it's sad to see these places die. They're a testament to the hubris of modern America, which is dying in and of itself. Let's face it. We know we can't compete with Online shopping And Made-in-China products And eBay And Amazon. Those of us who spent our High school And college days Being wage slaves to these dying malls, We'll be old and nostalgic someday, Telling our grandkids about these wonderful buildings! They housed sets of trendy clothes Which nobody was rich enough to afford Or thin enough to fit in. We'll tell them about the first time We were almost trampled in a Black Friday stampede. The first time we saw a kid Vomit in the ugly rainbow ball pit At the children's play area, Dumped by babysitters to grow up there, Spending their childhood draped in neon. The first time eating greasy pad-thai And hamburgers At the food court. The first time falling in love In the dark movie theatre That charges too much for stale popcorn. Holding hands in the sunlit rays Of the dusty projector... Totally lost in moments. What is the meaning of this voyage? Our grandkids, Who will probably have Smartphones Surgically implanted to their brains And identical glass condominiums by then, They'll gasp in shock and say, "Wow, that sounds SO cool!"
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childhood
consumerism
dead-mall
eerie
life
love
mall
nostalgia
shopping
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Rebecca McNutt |
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250a8e9
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As I was saying, King Solomon, my daughter brings with her the most powerful weapon on earth--love.
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love
weapon
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Mesu Andrews |
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24b5590
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"I don't know," she said. "I'm not sure you would like me in real life. I'm a lot different there, you know. I don't even look the same." " I don't care if you look like a troll with warts," Sir Leo declared, taking her hand in his. "I love you."
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chad
cute
cute-things-guys-say
fields-of-fantasy
gamer-girl
i-love-you
love
maddy
mari-mancusi
romance
sir-leo
|
Mari Mancusi |
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de81646
|
Men with high baseline levels of testosterone marry less frequently, have more adulterous affairs, commit more spousal abuse, and divorce more often.
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love
testosterone
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Helen Fisher |
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194881e
|
"Sometimes I like to compare people who don't like women to vegetarians." "Interesting analogy, and I do like the way your mind works, so lay it on me." He opened the door and waved her in. "If God had meant for people to be vegetarians, a good steak wouldn't taste so divine. Following that line of thinking, neither would a woman."
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|
inspirational
lesbian
love
religion
|
Ali Vali |
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105c091
|
Below Les Avants there was a chalet where the pension was wonderful and we would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright.
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|
love
night
stars
together
|
Ernest Hemingway |
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ac830bd
|
[...]when he closed his eyes, the torrent of longing waiting inside was so thick he thought he might drown in it.
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|
eyes
longing
love
|
Aimee Bender |
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c52aed5
|
The Widow Nazaret never missed her occasional appointments with Florentino Ariza, not even during her busiest times, and it was always without pretensions of loving or being loved, although always in the hope of finding something that resembled love, but without the problems of love.
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companionship
love
sex
|
Gabriel García Márquez |
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55f96b2
|
Don't touch me. Don't tell me how beautiful my eyes are, how soft my hair is, how you love to hear my voice. Don't. Don't pretend you are falling in love with me. I know you are lying, and every word you say hurts even more. Let us just be friends, if we can start there. Can't we? Can't we at least be friends? Get to know each other a little? Before the wedding, and the bedding, when I will have to take you as my lord and husband?
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|
empire
fiction
historical-fic
kingdom
love
marie-victoria
marriage
prince
princess
royalty
teens
the-ring-and-the-crown
ya
|
melissa de la cruz |
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dff8e8d
|
He was in love, and never had he felt such kindness towards another person.
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love
|
Ann Patchett |
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23fef80
|
"He kept thinking about Mary. What a fool he'd been to let her go. To think, with the thoughtless assurance of youth, that the world was replete with endless possibilities. He'd thought it a mistake to choose so early in life and embrace the present good. He'd been a great one for looking for greener pastures. He'd kept looking until all his pastures were brown with time. ("Old Haunts")"
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love
opportunity
|
Richard Matheson |
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96e80cd
|
We still kissed frequently, usually a cluster of small pecks. An acronym for our early deep kisses. Which in a way was more intimate because only we knew what it stood for.
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|
kissing
love
|
Miranda July |
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19037e2
|
Meanwhile Bellgrove had been savouring love's rare aperitif, the ageless language of the eyes.
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|
love
|
Mervyn Peake |
|
edf3446
|
"You took your clothes off?" "You didn't notice?" "No! Jeez Louise, I don't even know you." "If you look under the covers, you'll know me better." "I don't want to know you better!" "That's a big fib," Diesel said."
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|
humor
humorous
love
wicked-appetite
|
Janet Evanovich |
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110735a
|
What matters is giving over to what you love.
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|
love
|
Sue Monk Kidd |
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1a5f4c1
|
What is the nature of life? Life is lines of dominoes falling. One thing leads to another, and then another, just like you'd planned. But suddenly a Domino gets skewed, events change direction, people dig in their heels, and you're faced with a situation that you didn't see coming, you who thought you were so clever.
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|
divakaruni
fiction
immigrant-fiction
indian-american
love
mothers-and-daughters
novel
relationships
women-s-books
|
Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni |
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006624a
|
I was learning to recognize when God was speaking through someone. He repeats himself. He says it over and over because we are so stubborn, stupid and unwilling. And even scared. Even when he tells us not to be afraid, we set our minds about it, worrying and fretting about every little thing. I was shaken by what God expected us to do.
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|
faithfulness
god
love
|
Francine Rivers |
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226849e
|
"Becky, if I had to wait five years, then I would. Or eight -- or even ten." He pauses, and there's complete silence except for a tiny gust of wind, blowing confetti about the churchyard. "But I hope that one day -- preferably rather sooner than that -- you'll do me the honor of marrying me?"
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|
engagement
love
wedding
|
Sophie Kinsella |
|
114800e
|
We are never through with the requirement for acceptance. This isn't a curse limited to the inadequate and the weak. Insecurity may even be a peculiar sign of well-being. It means we haven't allowed ourselves to take other people for granted, that we remain realistic enough to see that things could genuinely turn out badly and that we are invested enough to care.
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|
love
reassurance
|
Alain de Botton |
|
221abea
|
I crave for love, everybody does . . . and I've never had a bloody crumb of it--and I've given so much love to people--I can really love people, I can, I let them walk over me--but nobody's ever loved me.
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|
iris-murdoch
love
sad
the-black-prince
unloved
unreciprocated-love
unrequited-love
|
Iris Murdoch |
|
f520886
|
this isn't so much romance as it is opportunity [victor mancini]
|
|
human-relationships
humor
life
love
|
Chuck Palahniuk |
|
96eadb2
|
Mr Jenkins. Unique, as every star in the sky is unique, every leaf on every tree, every snowflake, every farandola, every cherubim, unique: Named.
|
|
love
purpose
unique
|
Madeleine L'Engle |
|
f4f73b2
|
I think the time that I knew that I was capable of all the things that I disliked the most in other people was, oddly enough, one of the most joyful moments: when our first child was born. And I just felt this love for this beautiful little girl who was so fragile and so vulnerable. Some point around that week, I started to understand why wars were fought. I started to understand why people were capable of cruelty in order to protect themselves and their own. And I was very humbled to realise that.
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|
fury
love
protection
|
Michka Assayas |
|
1170472
|
"Oh, come now, you two," Lady Manston said, "surely it can be no surprise that I have long hoped for an alliance between the Rokesbys and Bridgertons." "Alliance?" Billie echoed, and all George could think was that it was a terrible, clinical word, one that could never encompass all that he had come to feel for her."
|
|
family
feelings
love
marriage
word
|
Julia Quinn |
|
fc82966
|
It shook Therese in the profoundest part of her where no words were, no easy words like death or dying or killing Those words were somehow future, and this was present. An inarticulate anxiety, a desire to know, know anything for certain, had jammed itself in her throat for a moment she felt she could hardly breathe.
|
|
carol-aird
gay
lesbian
lgbt
love
therese
therese-belivet
|
Patricia Highsmith |
|
9ca53af
|
Al final del verdadero amor esta la muerte y solo un amor que termina en muerte es amor
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|
death
love
muerte
|
Milan Kundera |
|
a929c67
|
Love may start out as a good feeling, but to love someone long-term is an act of the will.
|
|
faith
family
feeling
god
hope
lady
love
marriage
men
relationship
will
women
|
Elizabeth George |
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50e47f0
|
"Nick and I, we sometimes laugh, laugh out loud, at the horrible things women make their husbands do to prove their love. The pointless tasks, the myriad sacrifices, the endless small surrenders. We call these men the dancing monkeys. Nick will come home, sweaty and salty and beer-loose from a day at the ballpark,and I'll curl up in his lap, ask him about the game, ask him if his friend Jack had a good time, and he'll say, 'Oh, he came down with a case of the dancing monkeys - poor Jennifer was having a "real stressful week" and really needed him at home.' Or his buddy at work, who can't go out for drinks because his girlfriend really needs him to stop by some bistro where she is having dinner with a friend from out of town. So they can finally meet. And so she can show how obedient her monkey is: He comes when I call, and look how well groomed! Wear this, don't wear that. Do this chore now and do this chore when you get a chance and by that I mean now. And definitely, definitely, give up the things you love for me, so I will have proof that you love me best. It's the female pissing contest - as we swan around our book clubs and our cocktail hours, there are few things women love more than being able to detail the sacrifices our men make for us. A call-and-response, the response being: 'Ohhh, that's so sweet.' I am happy not to be in that club. I don't partake, I don't get off on emotional coercion, on forcing Nick to play some happy-hubby role - the shrugging, cheerful, dutiful taking out the trash, honey! role. Every wife's dream man, the counterpoint to every man's fantasy of the sweet, hot, laid-back woman who loves sex and a stiff drink. I like to think I am confident and secure and mature enough to know Nick loves me without him constantly proving it. I don't need pathetic dancing-monkey scenarios to repeat to my friends, I am content with letting him be himself. I don't know why women find that so hard." --
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|
love
marriage
|
Gillian Flynn |
|
ed9e3ab
|
Our relationship had been doomed form the start, because it was based on grief, and unlike love, grief eventually passed.
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|
grief
love
|
Ilona Andrews |
|
b6dcb31
|
"Dispensing with the frivolity, he kissed her meaningfully. When at last he pulled away, her troubled expression alarmed him. "What?" "Be careful, Hammond." "No one will know I was here." She shook her head. "Not that." "Then what?" "You may have to put me on trial for my life. Please be careful that you don't make me fall in love with you first."
|
|
hammond
love
love-quotes
quote
sandra-brown
the-alibi
trial
|
Sandra Brown |
|
0a7591f
|
Talking to Rhett was comparable only to one thing, the feeling of ease and comfort afforded by a pair of old slippers after dancing in a pair too tight.
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|
love
rhett-butler
scarlett-o-hara
talking
|
Margaret Mitchell |
|
20ba082
|
"You seem to like helping, taking care of people," he said. "That is admirable." "You enjoy being nurtured?" "Well, that isn't all you promise. When you touch me, I feel a fire at my center. You want me to grow and find my true story, my purpose. You seem to want to be there when I see new things. You want to share and enjoy my discoveries."
|
|
humour
love
lovers
nurturing
|
Greg Bear |
|
502e87a
|
My friend, love is a verb. Love--the feeling--is a fruit of love, the verb. So love her. Serve her. Sacrifice. Listen to her. Empathize. Appreciate. Affirm her. Are you willing to do that?
|
|
love
marriage
|
Stephen R. Covey |
|
e20183b
|
I was young myself once, and believe me, in love the truth is of no importance.
|
|
love
mario-puzo
omerta
truth
youth
|
Mario Puzo |
|
e72a7a8
|
The human heart is a theater of longing.
|
|
celtic-spirituality
communion
community
dependant-origination
interdependence
longing
love
nature
|
John O'Donohue |
|
c685040
|
Everybody's in love when they're eighteen. And everybody gets dumped.
|
|
love
|
Susan Wiggs |
|
1fdb890
|
Husbands and wives always loved each other, and that was what marriage meant. It was just so. Janie felt glad of the thought, for then it wouldn't seem so destructive and mouldy. She wouldn't be lonely anymore.
|
|
love
marriage
|
Zora Neale Hurston |
|
bf27d84
|
"The first question sobbed out by his choking voice, oppressed with emotion, was-- "Where is she?" They led him to the room where his mother sat. They had told her of her son's acquittal, and now she was laughing, and crying, and talking, and giving way to all those feelings which she had restrained with such effort during the last few days. They brought her son to her, and she threw herself upon his neck, weeping there. He returned her embrace, but looked around, beyond. Excepting his mother, there was no one in the room but the friends who had entered with him. "Eh, lad!" she said, when she found voice to speak. "See what it is to have behaved thysel! I could put in a good word for thee, and the jury could na go and hang thee in the face of th' character I gave thee. Was na it a good thing they did na keep me from Liverpool? But I would come; I knew I could do thee good, bless thee, my lad. But thou'rt very white, and all of a tremble." He kissed her again and again, but looking round as if searching for some one he could not find, the first words he uttered were still-- "Where is she?"
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|
love
realization
relief
|
Elizabeth Gaskell |
|
1f9e1f5
|
'Dft lmSwWr btHbWb 'mwmy : <<'jsd `ry@. wlkn hdh 'mr Tby`y jdan! wkl m hw Tby`y jmyl!>>.
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|
علم-نفس
فلسفة
فلسفة-حياة
friedrich-nietzche
friedrich-nietzsche
حب
جنس
اجتماع
كائن-لا-تحتمل-خفته
love
milan-kundera
ميلان-كونديرا
neitzsche
novel
نيتشه
philosophy
philosophy-of-life
political
psychological
psychology
religion
religion-and-philoshophy
sex
sociology
|
ميلان كونديرا |
|
ebd8125
|
Oh my God, Michelle thought, I think we're making love. It was a term everyone barfed at. No one wanted to make love, people wanted to fuck, to take each other's skin apart with knives and pin it back together with needles.
|
|
love
|
Michelle Tea |
|
1293b85
|
I'm ready to commit to her at any time. But for god's sake, I'm not even sure she's heterosexual. It'd be madness to put a lesbian in charge of my ejaculatory functions.
|
|
homosexuality
love
relationships
|
Neal Stephenson |
|
962cbc4
|
Above all, avoid lying, especially lying to yourself. Keep watching out for your lies, watch for them every hour, every minute. Also avoid disgust, both for others and yourself: whatever strikes you as disgusting within yourself is cleansed by the mere fact that you notice it. Avoid fear, too, although fear is really only a consequence of lies. Never be afraid of your petty selfishness when you try to achieve love and don't be too alarmed if you act badly on occasion.
|
|
disgust
fear
lies
love
lying
self-love
selfishness
|
Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
|
072f96a
|
...courage wasn't something you were bequeathed at birth, and it wasn't a lack of fright. It was overcoming your fear, because the ones you love mattered more.
|
|
courage
jodi-picoult
life
love
|
Jodi Picoult |
|
4fc4569
|
"It was our passion for words and our ardent desire to write that drew me and Michael together, and the same that drove us apart. Michael wanted to be a great playwright, like the former master Moliere. He had high ambitions and scorned what I wrote as frivolous and feminine. 'All these disguises and duels and abductions,' he said contemptuously, one day a year or so after our affair began, slapping down the pile of paper covered with my sprawling handwriting. 'All these desperate love affairs. And you wish me to take you seriously.' 'I like disguises and duels.' I sat bolt upright on the edge of my bed. 'Better than those dreary boring plays you write. At least something happens in my stories.' 'At least my plays are about something.' 'My stories are about something too. Just because they aren't boring doesn't mean they aren't worthy.' 'What are they about? Love' He clasped his hands together near his ear and fluttered his eyelashes.' 'Yes, love. What's wrong with writing about love? Everyone longs for love.' 'Aren't there enough love stories in the world without adding to them? 'Isn't there enough misery and tragedy?' Michael snorted with contempt. 'What's wrong with wanting to be happy?
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|
love
writing
|
Kate Forsyth |
|
dbc7899
|
This form of love is like the pain of childbirth: so intense it's hard to remember afterwards,
|
|
intense
love
love-hurts
obsession
passion
|
Margaret Atwood |
|
f7ec530
|
To say that the frozen silence contracted itself into a yet higher globe of ice were to under-rate the exquisite tension and to shroud it in words. The atmosphere had become a physical sensation. As when, before a masterpiece, the acid throat contracts, and words are millstones, so when the supernaturally outlandish happens and a masterpiece is launched through the medium of human gesture, then all human volition is withered at the source and the heart of action stops beating. Such a moment was this. Irma, a stalagmite of crimson stone, knew, for all the riot of her veins that a page had turned over. At chapter forty? O no! At chapter one, for she had never lived before save in a pulseless preface. How long did they remain thus? How many times had the earth moved round the sun? How many times had the great blue whales of the northern waters risen to spurt their fountains at the sky? How many reed-bucks had fallen to the claws of how many leopards, while that sublime unit of two-figure statuary remained motionless? It is fruitless to ask. The clocks of the world stood still or should have done.
|
|
love
lovers
middle-age
passing-of-time
|
Mervyn Peake |
|
e612ec7
|
"Love makes you helpless," Daniela said. "You think about the object of your affection all the time. Your happiness or misery depends on another person's mood. You give up all power over yourself, hand it to the person you love, and trust that they will be gentle with it."
|
|
love
|
Ilona Andrews |
|
e5e95ef
|
Let me be cursed, let me be base and vile, but let me also kiss the hem of that garment in which my God is clothed; let me be following the devil at the same time, but still I am also your son, Lord, and I love you, and I feel a joy without which the world cannot stand and be.
|
|
devil
evil
faith
god
joy
love
|
Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
|
4f36747
|
All I know is that the closer I get to God, the deeper I get into the Bible, and the heavier the burden seems on my shoulders.
|
|
burdens
faith
god
love
relationships
strength
|
Tim LaHaye |
|
ec007ef
|
She is afraid of divorce, which will free her, as she was not enough afraid of marriage, which trapped her.
|
|
love
marriage
relationships
|
a.s. byatt |
|
9f171ca
|
yntj `n dhlk 'n lwfq ltm m` lky'n ytkhdh mthlh l'`l~ `lman yuntf~ mnh lbrz, wytSrf kl wHd fyh wk'n lbrz Gyr mwjwd. hdh lmthl ljmly yd`~ <>. <> hy klm@ 'lmny@ Zhrt fy 'wsT lqrn lts` `shr l`Tfy, thm ntshrt b`d dhlk fy jmy` llGt. wlkn st`mlh bkthr@ 'zl dllth lmytfyzyqy@ l'Sly@ why: klm@ kytsh fy l'ss nfy mTlq llbrz. wblm`n~ lHrfy km blm`n~ lmjzy <> tTrH jnban kl m hw Gyr mqbwl fy lwjwd lnsny.
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|
علم-نفس
فلسفة
فلسفة-حياة
friedrich-nietzche
friedrich-nietzsche
حب
جنس
اجتماع
كائن-لا-تحتمل-خفته
love
milan-kundera
ميلان-كونديرا
neitzsche
novel
نيتشه
philosophy
philosophy-of-life
political
psychological
psychology
religion
religion-and-philoshophy
sex
sociology
|
ميلان كونديرا |
|
0af3153
|
"All his life Harry Bosch believed he had a mission. And to carry out that mission he needed to be bulletproof. He needed to build himself and his life so that he was invulnerable, so that nothing and no one could ever get to him. All of that changed on the day he was introduced to the daughter he didn't know he had. In that moment he knew he was both saved and lost. He would be forever connected to the world in the way only a father knew. - "Nine Dragons" by Michael Connelly"
|
|
fear
joy
love
vulnerability
|
Michael Connelly |
|
0d94342
|
"Liebe ist eben genauso ungerecht verteilt auf dieser Welt wie Regen. Die einen kriegen entschieden zu viel davon ab und die anderen zu wenig." - Frieda"
|
|
die-wilden-hühner
die-wilden-hühner-und-die-liebe
kinderbuch
love
|
Cornelia Funke |
|
1d159b1
|
"Don't cry,nyonda," he murmured. Phillipa took a deep breath. "What does that mean, anyway? Nyonda?" His green gaze held hers. "It's Swahili. It means 'beloved.'" A small smile touched his mouth, and he brushed her cheek again. "You do know I love you, Phillipa. To an alarming degree."
|
|
love
|
Suzanne Enoch |
|
0d298ea
|
He touched her cheek, and he looked into her eyes. He saw his whole world there
|
|
eyes
love
world
|
Julia Quinn |
|
0236314
|
You can't undo loss. You can't unmake a mistake.
|
|
christmas
first-kiss
holiday
life
love
my-true-love-gave-to-me
winter
|
Stephanie Perkins |
|
dd484dc
|
"Poetry, I tell my students, is idiosyncratic. Poetry is where we are ourselves, (though Sterling Brown said "Every 'I' is a dramatic 'I'") digging in the clam flats for the shell that snaps, emptying the proverbial pocketbook. Poetry is what you find in the dirt in the corner, overhear on the bus, God in the details, the only way to get from here to there. Poetry (and now my voice is rising) is not all love, love, love and I'm sorry the dog died. Poetry (here I hear myself loudest) is the human voice, and are we not of interest to each other?"
|
|
inspirational
love
poetry
social-media
|
Elizabeth Alexander |
|
54837cb
|
Love and hate are so confused in your savage minds and the vibrations of the one are so very like those of the other that I can't always distinguish. You see, we neither love nor hate in my world. We simply have hobbies.
|
|
humanity
love
|
Gore Vidal |
|
bb5c2ef
|
Goodbyes are not easy, but I'm ready to move on. I'm not reluctant, Emma, not holding back. I don't have answers to the questions, but I have some good questions. I have loved life, but I believe that life is to be loved, it is a gift.
|
|
grief
love
|
Madeleine L'Engle |
|
b48431a
|
There's a boy whose affection I am determined to hunt down and kill. It used to be material objects I felt I needed to be happy. It would make me feel stable if I had him. If I had someone like him, it would prove that I'm stable, and then I wouldn't have to do the work to get there. I am constantly looking for ways to cede control of my worries to someone, anyone.
|
|
love
sanity
|
Emma Forrest |
|
77bb95d
|
"...I went away from your side, in love without knowing it. Now I don't know how your eyes look, nor your hands, nor your hair.
|
|
lorca
love
poetry
|
Federico García Lorca |
|
7903dc3
|
If God on the Cross is God shamming a human tragedy, it turns the Passion of Christ into the Farce of Christ. The death of the Son must be real. Father Martin assured me it was. But once a dead God, always a dead God, even resurrected. The Son must have the taste for death forever in His mouth. The Trinity must be tainted by it; there must be a certain stench at the right hand of God the Father. The horror must be real. Why would God wish that upon Himself? Why not leave death to the mortals? Why make dirty what is beautiful, spoil what is perfect? Love. That was Father Martin's answer.
|
|
inspirational-life
inspirational-love
inspirational-quotes
jesus
love
|
Yann Martel |
|
0349380
|
It was fortunate that love did not need words; or else it would be full of misunderstanding and foolishness.
|
|
friendship
hermann-hesse
language
love
understanding
|
Hermann Hesse |
|
a2cbac3
|
The castle will seem very quiet and strange without you here. The stone stairs and the chapel will miss your footstep, the gateway will will miss your laughter, and the wall will miss your shadow.
|
|
love
|
Philippa Gregory |
|
8b2362b
|
There was the answer to why people got tangled with people. Because when you were down, when you were wallowing, someone you mattered to would ask if you were okay.
|
|
friendship
love
|
J.D. Robb |
|
7689624
|
Levi's gaze sought out Miss Spencer. Eden. All she had to do was smile to release those little frissons of lightning in him. As that thought crossed his mind, she glanced up, and Levi realized he was wrong. She didn't have to smile. All she had to do was look at him. Heaven help him. He was in bad.
|
|
clean
feelings
happiness
historical-romance
love
romance
romantic
|
Karen Witemeyer |
|
fe16563
|
People stick hearts on Valentine's cards and get married in white dresses and give each other flowers. They think love is every-thing going right. That's not love. That's self-indulgence. That's good luck. Love is when you walk into the burning building. Love is when the person who means most to you in the world is breathing through a mask and pissing in a bag. Love is when they no longer know your name.
|
|
love
pain
self-indulgence
valentines
|
Mark Haddon |
|
75ef014
|
He thought to himself that there could be no greater torture in the world than at the same time to love and to contemn.
|
|
love
|
W. Somerset Maugham |
|
b10a38d
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that droplet of moisture that had slipped from me like a tear seemed almost to tell the story of my life. It fell through empty space, with no control whatsoever over its destiny; rolled along a path of silk; and somehow came to rest there on the teeth of that dragon. I thought of the petals I'd thrown into the Kamo River shallows outside Mr. Arashino's workshop, imagining they might find their way to the Chairman. It seemed to me that, somehow, perhaps they had.
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love
petals
tear
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Arthur Golden |
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And there was something so artless in this smile that I had to smile back.
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back
emotions
feelings
homosexual
love
smile
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James Baldwin |
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I wouldn't change a moment of the time, good or bad, we've had together since I first turned and locked eyes on you. What a jolt that was through me. I've never recovered. - Roarke
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love
touching
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J.D. Robb |
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It's like when you find out your lover has been unfaithful: in one horrible instant everything she was to you, the whole beautiful enchantment, falls away, and you see her as she really is - mortal, machinating, tethered like everyone else to a little patch of space and time. And the worst of it is that you knew all along.
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human-condition
infidelity
love
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Paul Murray |
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Perhaps after all she put me in her rectum. A matter of complete indifference to me, I needn't tell you. But is it true love, in the rectum? That's what bothers me sometimes. Have I never known true love, after all?
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love
true-love
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Samuel Beckett |
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The kiss stayed there with no place to go, no sensory reserve that could absorb it and file it away as a common act of intimacy, a thousand times received. He knew what Anna was asking: whether you could love someone without habits.
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love
memory
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Nicole Krauss |
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Mood's a thing for cattle or for making love. You fight when the necessity arises, no matter your mood.
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fight
love
mood
necessity
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Frank Herbert |
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Why do you haunt me? You, like a tattoo on my tongue, like the bay leaf at the bottom of every pan. You who sprawled out beside me and sang my horoscope to a Schubert symphony, something about travel and money again, and we lay there, both of our breaths bad, both of our underwear dangling elastic, and then you turned toward me with a gaze like two matches, putting the horoscope aside, you traced my buried ribs with your index finger, lingered at my collarbone, admiring it as one might a flying buttress, murmuring: Nice clavicle. And me, too new at it and scared, not knowing what to say, whispering: You should see my ten-speed.
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inspirational
love
sarcasm
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Lorrie Moore |
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علم-نفس
فلسفة
فلسفة-حياة
friedrich-nietzche
friedrich-nietzsche
حب
جنس
اجتماع
كائن-لا-تحتمل-خفته
love
milan-kundera
ميلان-كونديرا
neitzsche
novel
نيتشه
philosophy
philosophy-of-life
political
psychological
psychology
religion
religion-and-philoshophy
sex
sociology
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ميلان كونديرا |
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"30 cents, two transfers, love Thinking hard about you I got on the bus and paid 30 cents car fare and asked the driver for two transfers before discovering
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longing
love
poetry
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Richard Brautigan |
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You can have all the money in the world, one of the biggest mansions ever built, be one of the most famous people in the world, and still be as unhappy as Mariah Carey was. Money and fame don't make people happy. Only God does. Amen.
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fame
god
joy
love
mansion
mariah-carey
money
peace
popularity
success
unhappy
worldly
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Lisa Bedrick |
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You won't get love from a child if you don't give love.
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love
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P.D. James |
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He could not name precisely the special quality she possessed. A glow. An exuberance. An aggressive and determined joy that gave her the courage to push past his defenses, to confront him with unflinching courage, to look into his heart and to see something there worth fighting for.
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love
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Susan Wiggs |
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You cannot hate someone until you know what it might be like to love them.
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love
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Jodi Picoult |
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I reached for her, pushing back the fall of hair-it was heavy and thick and smooth to the touch-and tilted her chin so that the moonlight shone on her wet face. We married each other that night, there on a bed of fallen pine needles-even today, the scent of pitch-pine stirs me-with Henry's distant flute for a wedding march and the arching white birch boughs for our basilica. At first, she quivered like an aspen, and I was ashamed at my lack of continence, yet I could not let go of her. I felt like Peleus on the beach, clinging to Thetis, only to find that, suddenly, it was she who held me; that same furnace in her nature that had flared up in anger blazed again, in passion.
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love
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Geraldine Brooks |
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A God-focused attitude is positive and directs you to better the lives of those you love while giving God the glory.
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better
christian
directs
focus
give
glory
god
lives
love
positive
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Elizabeth George |
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Sid and Nancy's relationship forever illustrates the worst part of being in love with anyone, which is that people in love can't be reasoned with.
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love
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Chuck Klosterman |
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"My funeral," the Blue Man said. "Look at the mourners. Some did not even know me well, yet they came. Why? Did you ever wonder? Why people gather when others die? Why people feel they should? "It is because the human spirit knows, deep down, that all lives intersect. That death doesn't just take someone, it misses someone else, and in the small distance between being taken and being missed, lives are changed. "You say you should have died instead of me. But during my time on earth, people died instead of me, too. It happens every day. When lightning strikes a minute after you are gone, or an airplane crashes that you might have been on. When your colleague falls ill and you do not. We think such things are random. But there is a balance to it all. One withers, another grows. Birth and death are part of a whole. "It is why we are drawn to babies . . ." He turned to the mourners. "And to funerals."
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birth
connected
cycle
death
funeral
karma
life
love
marriage
spirit
we-are-one
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Mitch Albom |
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"You should marry me", he said. "I will be good to you. I am not like these men. I have manners. You would see how kind I would be. I would never leave you. You could have an easy life."
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few-good-men
good
kind
like
love
manners
marry
men
never-leave
not-like-the-others
promise
sincere
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Larry McMurtry |