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9dc2c37
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The same virtues, in the end, the same virtue (love), are required throughout, and fantasy (self) can prevent us from seeing a blade of grass just as it can prevent us from seeing another person. An increasing awareness of 'goods' and the attempt (usually only partially successful) to attend to them purely, without self, brings with it an increasing awareness of the unity and interdependence of the moral world. One-seeking intelligence is the image of faith.
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fantasy
good
illusion
intellect
love
self
unity
vision
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Iris Murdoch |
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3192177
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Never be frightened at your own faint-heartedness in attaining love. Don't be frightened overmuch even at your evil actions. I am sorry I can say nothing more consoling to you, for love in action is a harsh and dreadful thing compared with love in dreams. Love in dreams is greedy for immediate action, rapidly performed and in the sight of all. Men will even give their lives if only the ordeal does not last long but is soon over, with all looking on and applauding as though on the stage. But active love is labor and fortitude, and for some people too, perhaps, a complete science.
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love
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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9ddb79d
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Not always getting what you want, but sometimes getting what you need.
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christmas
first-kiss
holiday
life
love
my-true-love-gave-to-me
winter
|
Stephanie Perkins |
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9ed3cfd
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Watch over Honoria, will you? See she doesn't marry an idiot. (Daniel Smythe-Smith)
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love
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Julia Quinn |
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9ef28cc
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Man svarbu moketi myleti pasauli, neniekinti jo, nejausti neapykantos jam ir sau, zvelgti i ji, i save ir i visas butybes su meile, susizavejimu ir didzia pagarba.
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love
siddhartha
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Hermann Hesse |
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a202347
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But the truth is, the ten or twenty minutes I was somebody's mother were black magic. There is no adventure I would trade them for; there is no place I would rather have seen. -Thanksgiving in Mongolia, The New Yorker, November 18, 2013 Issue
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loss
love
miscarriage
motherhood
parenthood
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Ariel Levy |
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2ea889a
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I like this marriage thing, because it's the best of all of us. We get to be the whole meal. The appetizer, the entree, the luxurious dessert... And yes, the peas and the carrots.
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love
marriage
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Cassie Mae |
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2e424ef
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It was a terrible division, to feel such need for someone, and yet angry that need existed.
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friendship
love
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Robin Hobb |
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a2bce5a
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"He may care for her, though she really has been almost rude to him at times. But she! - why, Margaret would never think of him, I'm sure! Such a thing has never entered her head." "Entering her heart would do."
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love
victorian
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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2a48fda
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I was conscious, then, of a different ache, deeper and more sharp than the feeling of bereavement that a hangover will sometimes uncover in the heart.
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love
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Michael Chabon |
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a421465
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"I spent years," he told me, "studying the phenomenon of love." "And I spend years studying the phenomenon of justice." "At base, we spend years studying the same thing."
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equality
justice
love
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John Howard Griffin |
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a47cbc3
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She wears a freedom ring in one ear, you know, the earring that Chalcedean freed-slaves must purchase and wear to prove they have been granted their freedom. I asked her once if she had bought her freedom, or if it had belonged to her mother. She was quiet for a time, and then said it was a gift from her one true love.
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love
rache
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Robin Hobb |
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28200b6
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Better, I thought, not to touch at all than to touch and bring hurt upon myself and others. Better to do nothing than to make a move and have it be the wrong one. But even deciding to not touch or to be nothing is a decision, Vanyel, and by deciding not to touch, so as to avoid hurt, I then hurt those who tried to touch me.
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loss
love
|
Mercedes Lackey |
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27e8734
|
The only power she wanted over him was the power to make him happy. . . . She wanted them to be equal in their loving, not master and slave.
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love
power
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Mary Jo Putney |
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26674ac
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However this child was conceived, God will be the Father. My baby won't enter the world unloved or unwanted. If I can't feel a full measure of joy, I know the Lord will.
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father
love
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Francine Rivers |
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a8a7cbc
|
Stay with me always, my sweet, my love . . . my Claire.
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|
claire
jusin
love
teresa-medeiros
|
Teresa Medeiros |
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a8dc14a
|
The love of minds should last beyond lives.
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lives
love
minds
|
Don DeLillo |
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a9a470f
|
It ended sadly. The kind of ending where you wait together, holding hands and weeping, while off in another room, love slowly dies.
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|
endings
love
love-hurts
love-quotes
|
Abigail Thomas |
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a9bc24f
|
"Well... "why" is a hard question to answer in any language."
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|
life
love
why
|
Elizabeth Gilbert |
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22b7ec3
|
Almost all the time, you tell yourself you're loving somebody when you're just using them.
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love
|
Chuck Palahniuk |
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22772e1
|
And so he set about restoring them, using the tricks he had learned over the years. He went to them, speaking to each of them in tones so low that none of the others could hear, getting their names, gently touching them, asking about their pains, their fears, gently eliciting their stories, reminding them of why they had run in the first place.
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love
stories
|
David Bradley |
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224105a
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"Women understand that there are two distinct economies: There is physical attraction, and then there is the "ideal." When a woman looks at a man, she can physically dislike the idea of his height, his coloring, his shape. But after she has liked him and loved him, she would not want him to look any other way: For many women, the body appears to grow beautiful and erotic as they grow to like the person in it. The actual body, the smell, the feel, the voice and movement, becomes charged with heat through the desirable person who animates it. Even Gertrude Stein said of Picasso, "There was nothing especially attractive about him at first sight...but his radiance, an inner fire one sensed in him, gave him a sort of magnetism I was unable to resist." By the same token, a woman can admire a man as a work of art but lose sexual interest if he turns out to be an idiot. What becomes of the man who acquires a beautiful woman, with her "beauty" his sole target? He sabotages himself. He has gained no friend, no ally, no mutual trust: She knows quite well why she has been chosen. He has succeeded in buying a mutually suspicious set of insecurities. He does gain something: the esteem of other men who find such an acquisition impressive."
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feminism
love
our-shared-shelf
|
Naomi Wolf |
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b21f276
|
Once a partner has begun to lose interest, there is apparently little the other can do to arrest the process. Like seduction, withdrawal suffers under a blanket of reticence. The very breakdown of communication is hard to discuss, unless both parties have a desire to see it restored. This leaves the lover in a desperate situation. Honest dialogue seems to produce only irritation and smothers love in the attempt to revive it. Desperate to woo the partner back at any cost, the lover might at this point be tempted to turn to romantic terrorism, the product of irredeemable situations, a gamut of tricks (sulking, jealousy, guilt) that attempt to force the partner to return love, by blowing up (in fits of tears, rage or otherwise) in front of the loved one. The terroristic partner knows he cannot realistically hope to see his love reciprocated, but the futility of something is not always (in love or in politics) a sufficient argument against it. Certain things are said not because they will be heard, but because it is important to speak.
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love
partner
sad
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Alain de Botton |
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213bd41
|
But this I have lived five thousand years to learn. Power is as cold as forgotten ashes. Only my love can keep alive the memory of my daughter, the stories of Ray, Arturo, Yaksha, and most of all the grace of Krishna.
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|
christopher-pike
creatures-of-forever
grace
love
memories
power
the-last-vampire
thirst
|
Christopher Pike |
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b32b8d5
|
Lord, help me to have Your love and forgiveness in my heart. Enable me to live in peace, tranquility, simplicity, and good health. In Jesus name I pray. Amen.
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|
heart
love
peace
pray
wholeness
|
Stormie Omartian |
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2056cbc
|
Milena lutfen bana yardim edin! Soyleyebildiklerimden daha da fazlasini anlamaya calisin.
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|
kafka
letter
love
milena
|
Franz Kafka |
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1fdaf2d
|
His face was so ravaged, it was like looking at death itself. Except for the smooth, silvered part of it. By creeping degrees, his human hand lifted. He turned it over, showing a bloody palm. His cracked lips moved. Beloved. He could not say the word, but I knew it. So did his Fool.
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|
death
fitz
fool
love
nighteyes
sorrow
together
whole
|
Robin Hobb |
|
1fa243d
|
When the anesthesia of love wears off, you suffer the pain of consequence.
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|
heartbreak
love
|
Amy Tan |
|
1ee3893
|
Things are not always how they seem.
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|
christmas
first-kiss
holiday
life
love
my-true-love-gave-to-me
winter
|
Stephanie Perkins |
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1e5f9fe
|
Even if I be likened to a rat, I do not care, provided that that particular rat be wanted by you, and be of use in the world, and be retained in its position, and receive its reward. But what a rat it is!
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|
love
self-worth
simplicity
|
Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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b5c396d
|
"I look down, and I'm surprised to find myself standing in the middle of a small stone circle. In the center, directly between my feet, is a coppery-bronze octagon with a star. Words are engraved in the stone around it: "Mademoiselle Oliphant. It translates to 'Point zero of the roads of France.' In other words, it's the point from which all other distances in France are measured." St. Clair clears his throat. "It's the beginning of everything." I look back up. He's smiling. "Welcome to Paris, Anna. I'm glad you've come."
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love
paris
|
Stephanie Perkins |
|
1e35ff4
|
I use your love as a man burns a candle, burns it away, to light his steps.
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friendship
love
|
Ursula K. Le Guin |
|
1dc2fd1
|
It actually felt harder, not easier, to be with people. The toughest challenge was my face; maintaining a 'normal' expression was utterly exhausting.
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|
life
love
moving-on
sad
wife
|
Marian Keyes |
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b6058c7
|
I began to wonder if what makes men walk so lordlike and speak so masterfully is having the love of women. If that was it, Sarah and I would make lords of each other.
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|
lgbtqa
love
|
Isabel Miller |
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194f760
|
I tended to be skeptical of anything that couldn't be measured, written down, and independently verified across a series of double-blind tests. But this was hard data. Lola's heart beat fastest for me.
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love
science
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Max Barry |
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b6ac903
|
"She made a visual inventory of the disaster and confirmed that the girl was curled up like a snail, her head hidden between her arms: terrified but intact. "My God!" Rosa Cabarcas exclaimed. "What I wouldn't have given for a love like this!"
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|
jealousy
love
|
Gabriel García Márquez |
|
b6df8ef
|
I have found that sometimes when a person gives up on 'humankind' they can often find trust and love in animal kind. Andre Chevalier
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depression
giving-up
humanity
love
trust
trust-issues
|
Nikki Sex |
|
b76510d
|
For marriage has nothing in common with love. marriage makes for security; love makes only for suffering. On the other hand, love could be so distilled, spun so fine as to implicate third and fourth persons, as to take up three or four exciting acts in a play.
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|
life
love
marriage
nobel-prize
quotes
|
Günter Grass |
|
b862b1b
|
Tum asiklar gibi Baudlino da kibirli olmustu.
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|
love
|
Umberto Eco |
|
17a6c0e
|
"What do you mean by yuanfen?" She thought for a minute and replied, "It means: that apportionment of love which is destined for you in this world."
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|
fate
love
|
Lan Samantha Chang |
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16f4ce8
|
What did I know about love? All I knew was that I couldn't get Echo Emerson out of my mind. No doubt, I wanted her. I couldn't rid my mind of images of her body writhing in pleasure against mine. That siren voice whispering my name. But she appealed to me in more than a physical way. I loved her smile, the light in her eyes when she laughed, and damn if she couldn't keep up with me.
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|
love
noah-hutchins
siren
thinking-about
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Katie McGarry |
|
16f0b08
|
He sat down in his chair by the fire and began to chat, as was his habit before he and his wife parted to dress for dinner. When he was out during the day he often looked forward to these chats, and made notes of things he would like to tell his Mary. During her day, which was given to feminine duties and pleasures, she frequently did the same thing. Between seven and eight in the evening they had delightful conversational opportunities. He picked up her book and glanced it over, he asked her a few questions and answered a few...
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communication
courtesy
faithfulness
husband
love
marriage
regard
respect
wife
|
Frances Hodgson Burnett |
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cb64080
|
The spiritual and the physical had been blended in us with a perfection that must remain incomprehensible to the matter-of-fact, crude, standard-brained youngsters of today. Long after her death I felt her thoughts floating through mine. Long before we met we had had the same dreams.
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|
loss
love
young-love
|
Vladimir Nabokov |
|
16506a8
|
Where would the shout of love begin, if not from the summit of sacrifice? Oh my brothers, this is the junction between those who think and those who suffer; this barricade is made neither of paving stones, nor of timbers, nor of iron; it is made of two mounds, a mound of ideas and a mound of sorrows. Here misery encounters the ideal. Here day embraces night, and says: I will die with you and you will be born again with me. From the heavy embrace of all desolations springs faith. Sufferings bring their agony here, and ideas their immortality. This agony and immortality will mingle and make up our death. Brothers, whoever dies here dies in the radiance of the future, and we are entering a grave illuminated by the dawn.
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|
death
future
happy-martyrs
love
revolution
|
Victor Hugo |
|
15e2368
|
His heart and mine added a rhythm all their own. We turned and turned, and with every turning we breathed a little more quickly and held on a little more tightly, and when we came back to the place we started, we stopped dancing and stood with our arms around each other, holding on as if we would never let go, not if the sky fell and the whole world came to an end.
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|
love
|
Juliet Marillier |
|
12cc84a
|
Let me have your abyss.
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|
love
|
Wisława Szymborska |
|
11b6adb
|
She had to strive to make every thought obedient to the love of Christ whatever violent feelings churned within her. She had to take her every thought captive to the obedience of Christ and leave no room for anger and jealousy and thoughts of revenge.
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|
christ
jealousy
love
obedient
revenge
thought
|
Francine Rivers |
|
117aa01
|
He plainly perceived this truth, the basis of his life henceforth, that so long as she should be alive, so long as he should have her with him, he should need nothing except for her, and fear nothing save on her account.
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|
love
|
Victor Hugo |
|
cec320c
|
"Amphora," he murmured against the wide, sweet curve of her lips. His hands slid over the wide, sweet curve of her hips, cupping smoothness cool and solid, timeless and graceful as the swell of ancient pottery, promising abundance. "Like a Grecian vase. God, you've got the most beautiful arse!" "Jug-butt, huh?"
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|
arse
ass
butt
diana-gabaldon
drums-of-autumn
grecian
hips
humor
jug
lips
love
outlander
|
Diana Gabaldon |
|
cf05dd3
|
You must remind me, little one. When I... when I lose myself - when I lose her - you must remind me that I am still searching, still waiting... that I have never forgotten her, never turned from all she taught me. I sit in this place... I sit... because a king has to sit, you see... but in my mind, in my poor mind, I am always away with her....
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|
love
memory
|
Peter S. Beagle |
|
d4aea0b
|
Lavorava per vivere; poi, sempre per vivere, poiche anche il cuore ha fame, amo.
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|
love
|
Victor Hugo |
|
102d698
|
Just bear a passing resemblance to a fictional romantic trope I like and I will love you forever. We're all just trying to find the Mark Darcy of our workplace, aren't we?
|
|
love
relationships
soulmates
|
Mindy Kaling |
|
0f1d004
|
"Humble myself? 'Fore Gad, you must be mad!" "Belike I am; but I tell you Tracy, that if your passion is love, 'tis a strange one that puts yourself first. I would not give a snap of a finger for it! You want this girl, not for her happiness, but for your own pleasure. That is not the love I once told you would save you from yourself. When it comes, you will count yourself as naught; you will realise your own insignificance, and above all, be ready to make any sacrifice for her sake. Yes, even to the point of losing her!"
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|
love
|
Georgette Heyer |
|
0f10c18
|
Love is a fault; be it so. Fantine was innocence floating upon the surface of this fault.
|
|
les-misérables
love
|
Victor Hugo |
|
0e4e81b
|
I had grazed along the surface of her actions and made deep judgments. Rejecting someone because you couldn't understand their love, that was a new one. The more I thought about it the longer the shadow of doubt stretched over all my conclusions. More often than not, things were as they seemed. But as I stared at her, she wasn't as bad looking as I had once thought. I realized how all this time I had seen her the wrong way, and how one's character affects one's appearance. Although she wasn't my type she was attractive. As I thought about her - the vulnerable intelligence, the violent honesty, and the fact that in the entire city she was the only one who took me in and fed me - she became more and more irresistible. Baited by an obscure beauty, trapped by an intense sorrow - all prior definitions had been overruled: this was love.
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|
love
new-york-city
|
Arthur Nersesian |
|
0e0fc2a
|
Preguntate que sientes y que te niegas a sentir.
|
|
el-juego-de-ripper
feelings
love
ripper
sentimientos
|
Isabel Allende |
|
0da2aa2
|
Why had this good-looking moll chosen this effeminate buffoon, they all wanted to know. But Jimmy understood why immediately. Because he allowed her to be free.
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|
love
|
Heather O'Neill |
|
d8a2944
|
Mark my words, Alex. You are a man whose future lies before him for all to marvel at one day. And you, Colonel Hamilton, are mine, and I am yours always.
|
|
always
love
|
Melissa de la Cruz |
|
0d01fdb
|
Love is benign only when it gets what it wants. Otherwise love can be far more destructive than mindless sex.
|
|
love
writers
|
Christopher Bram |
|
0caed43
|
And like that, the decades disappeared and the memory of that night came to life again. The way John had known it would. He didn't fight it, didn't work to stay in the here and now. If he was going to go back, then he wanted to relive it. All of it.
|
|
family
inspirational
love
love-quotes
|
Karen Kingsbury |
|
db6d82a
|
Was there ever a great true love? Anyone who became the object of my obsession and not simply my affections?...I could not let myself become that unmindful. Isn't that what love is - losing your mind? You don't care what people think. You don't see your beloved's faults, the slight stinginess, the bit of carelessness, the occasional streak of meanness. You don't mind that he is beneath you socially, educationally, financially, and morally - that's the worst, I think, deficient morals.
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|
love
morals
|
Amy Tan |
|
de3efa9
|
"What are you doing?" Alecto asked in surprise, stepping back. Laughing brightly, she dragged him towards the greenhouse, the shattered glass reflecting rainbows as brilliant as a million Kodak flashcubes, glittering as they were cascaded through the breeze. "See, don't be afraid of the glass, it can't hurt us," Mandy laughed, spectacularly eccentric, her eyes reflecting the fallen glass. "I wasn't afraid of the glass, but this isn't a very secluded place that you just decided to vandalize," Alecto cautioned, smiling despite his words. Before Mandy could reply, she heard loud whispering in the air, behind the trees... it sounded like a group of people, all whispering in unison... "Somebody's out there," she exclaimed nervously. "Yeah, you're right," Alecto replied. Suddenly a sharp new vibrancy seemed to fill his eyes and he smiled coldly, taking the tree branch from Mandy and rapidly smashing in all of Mrs. Matthias' stained glass house windows with it. Blue, green, yellow, red, turquoise, purple and an array of other colors showered through the sky noisily, sounding like wind chimes and crashing waves. "They'll go away," he told her, glancing up at the sky. "...Alecto, do you like me?" Mandy questioned, holding out her arms like a lopsided scarecrow as the glass fell through her dark red hair. "Yeah, sure," he answered. "Will you be my friend, then? A real friend, not just another person who feels sorry for me?" Mandy asked. "...Alright, Mandy Valems," Alecto agreed."
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|
air
best-friends
blue
canada
cape-breton
children
colored
crashing
cut
depression
flashcube
friend
friends
friendship
fun
funny
glass
glitter
green
greenhouse
growing-up
house
kodak
love
noir
noise
nostalgia
nova-scotia
red
scarecrow
sharp
shatter
smile
sorry
stained-glass
trees
vandalism
vibrancy
waves
whispering
wind-chimes
yellow
|
Rebecca McNutt |
|
de61940
|
I was always moved when mean people were suddenly nice to me. It was a weakness that would lead me into some bad relationships later in life.
|
|
bad
canada
life
love
montréal
pg-76
relationships
thirteen
weakness
|
Heather O'Neill |
|
0a2ada8
|
"Daydreaming had spun in her head a book-length "soon-to-be" affair with Percy. He would call her when she returned home, ask her out, pick her up in a Porsche, take her to an expensive restaurant and order lobster, then to the theater, kissing her passionately in his leather upholstered seats afterwards, promising that he would see her the following day, and the day after that. She was still working on the castle-in-the-sky and the happily-ever-after chapters. It was incredible the material an innocent, half-hour conversation could generate."
|
|
love
romance
|
Christopher Pike |
|
0a1f1e7
|
How many others are out there? How many other lives are hidden, and hearts are seeking? How many would give anything in the world to be held by the person they love?
|
|
love
|
Rachel Simon |
|
e15c297
|
"I had to do something about my longing, so I got up, went to the kitchen in my nightgown, peeled a pound of potatoes, boiled them up, sliced them, fried them in butter, salted them generously and ate every bite of them - asking my body the whole while if it would please accept the satisfaction of a pound of fried potatoes in lieu of the fulfillment of lovemaking. My body replied, only after eating every bite of food: "No deal, babe." --
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|
life
longing
love
women
|
Elizabeth Gilbert |
|
e173991
|
Yes it's me, I myself, what I turned out to be, (...) I'm the one here in myself, it's me. (...) Whatever I was, whatever I wasn't--it's all in what I am. Whatever I wanted, whatever I didn't want--all of this has shaped me. Whatever I loved, or stopped loving--in me it's the same nostalgia (Alvaro de Campos)
|
|
life
loneliness
love
nostalgia
self-knowledge
|
Fernando Pessoa |
|
0963391
|
"Halfway to the house Stan stopped and turned to Jane. He put his hands on her shoulders and drew her toward him. "I'm glad we're going steady," he whispered. "So am I."
|
|
dating
fiction
fifteen
girl
love
romance
teen
|
Beverly Cleary |
|
e1bc187
|
"By journey's end the brides were much better acquainted with their grooms and more or less pleased with the matches. Sybil Bingham wrote in her diary, thanking God for answering her prayer for filling "the void" with a husband like Hiram, a "treasure rich and undeserved." Having read his insufferable memoir, "A Residence of Twenty-one Years in the Sandwich Islands", all I can say is: I'm happy for her?"
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|
humor
love
marriage
|
Sarah Vowell |
|
e1f5874
|
Listen! I know it's not right to talk. Better to set an example, better to just start - I have already started - and - and can one really be unhappy? Oh, what do my grief and my misfortune matter if I have the strength to be happy? You know, I don't understand how one can walk by a tree and not be happy at the sight of it! Or to speak with a man and not be happy in loving him? Oh, it's just that I can't express it - and yet there are so many things at every stop so beautiful that even the most desolate of men find them beautiful. Look at a child, look at Go's sunrise, look at the grass, how it grows, look into eyes that look at you and love you -
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|
life
love
meaning-in-life
|
Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
|
080c3c2
|
"...I love you," he said to her, although at that point he was certain she could no longer comprehend the words. "I'd trade places with you in an instant, Mandy Valems... you never deserved this... why would anyone do something so terrible!?" A cold chill froze his heart when he saw her empty eyes again. The fluorescent lights in the dim room sparked to life all of a sudden, brightness so sharp that it startled him. In a flash, sharp and sudden, quicker than a lightning strike, the bulbs flickered and exploded with a few jingling pops."
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|
bulb
death
depressing
dim
electricity
empty
explode
eyes
fluorescent
friendship
grief
heart
hospital
i-love-you
lobotomy
loss
love
mental-hospital
psychosurgery
tragic
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Rebecca McNutt |
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07ec12b
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For most people there is a fascinating inconsistency in the position of St. Francis. He expressed in loftier and bolder language than any earthly thinker the conception that laughter is as divine as tears. He called his monks the mountebanks of God. He never forgot to take pleasure in a bird as it flashed past him, or a drop of water as it fell from his finger; he was perhaps the happiest of the sons of men. Yet this man undoubtedly founded his whole polity on the negation of what we think of the most imperious necessities; in his three vows of poverty, chastity, and obedience he denied to himself, and those he loved most, property, love, and liberty. Why was it that the most large-hearted and poetic spirits in that age found their most congenial atmosphere in these awful renunciations? Why did he who loved where all men were blind, seek to blind himself where all men loved? Why was he a monk and not a troubadour? We have a suspicion that if these questions were answered we should suddenly find that much of the enigma of this sullen time of ours was answered also.
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hope
joy
love
saints
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G.K. Chesterton |
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e693ab1
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Iki saatlik yasam iki sayfalik bir yazidan daha iyidir diye emin olmayin. Yazi yoksuldur ama daha temizdir.
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hayat
kafka
kitap
letter
love
mektup
milena
okumak
yazı
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Franz Kafka |
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060e698
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He stretched out on the bed and was suddenly struck by how utterly lonely he was.
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lonely
love
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Tim LaHaye |
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e87e368
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Michael doesn't flinch. 'You can't know,' he says quietly, 'how much you truly love something until it's gone.' 'That's not fair,' I say as I tremble. 'No one said it would be. He tests you, Benji, and he tests Calliel for a supremely simple reason. You are tested because if you aren't, how could you know what you believe in?'
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belief
faith
love
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T.J. Klune |
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053d7df
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"What about you, Snipes?" Dunbar asked. "You think there to be mountain lions up here or is it just folks' imaginings?" Snipes pondered the question a few moments before speaking. They's many a man of science would claim there aint because you got no irredeemable evidence like panther scat or fur or tooth or tail. In other words, some part of the animal in questions. Or better yet having the actual critter itself, the whole think kit and caboodle head to tail, which all your men of science argue is the best proof of all a thing exists, whether it be a panther, or a bird, or even a dinosaur." To put it another way, if you was to stub your toe and tell the man of science what happened he'd not believe a word of it less he could see how it'd stoved up or was bleeding. But your philosophers and theologians and such say there's things in the world that's every bit as real even though you can't see them." Like what?" Dunbar asked. Well," Snipes said. "They's love, that's one. And courage. You can't see neither of them, but they're real. And air, of course. That's one of your most important examples. You wouldn't be alive a minute if there wasn't air, but nobody's ever seen a single speck of it."
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courage
darkness
faith
love
philosophy
science
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Ron Rash |
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04b2e96
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Coming of queer age in the 1990s, to love queers was to love damage. To love damage was a path to loving yourself. ...Queers do not come out of the minefield of homophobia without scars. We do not live through out families' rejection of us, our stunted life options, the violence we've faced, the ways in which we've violated ourselves for survival, our harmful coping mechanisms, our lifesaving delusions, the altered brain chemistry we have sustained as a result of this, the low income and survival states we've endured as a result of society's loathing, unharmed. Whatever of theses wounds I didn't experience firsthand, my lovers did, and so I say that, for a time, it was not possible to have queer love that was not ins some way damaged or defined by damage sustained, even as it desperately fought through that damage to access, hopefully, increasingly frequent moments of sustaining, lifesaving love, true love, and loyalty, and electric sex.
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love
pride
queer
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Michelle Tea |
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f06c345
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"I could never, I knew then, lose myself "in love." Margery had accused me of coldness, and she was right, but she was also wrong: For me, for always, the paramount organ of passion was the mind. Unnatural, unbalanced, perhaps, but it was true: Without intellect, there could be no love."
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feminist
feminist-quotes
independence
intellect
love
mystery
passion
romance
sherlock
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Laurie R. King |
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032250c
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You--cannot ever be certain of those you love--that they will not hurt you, even loving you. But to make me certain to love you, will be to take away any love I might give you freely.
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freedom-to-love
love
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Patricia A. McKillip |
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f0d940a
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"Groaning, he gripped his fists in the wild stuff. "Contessa.God, Contessa." She straightened, changing the angle, changing the pleasure. She shook her hair back and undulated. She was a contessa.A princess.No,a queen."
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italian
love
mafia
queen
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Christie Ridgway |
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02919e3
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"Constantly falling back into an old trap, before I am even fully aware of it, I find myself wondering why someone hurt me, rejected me, or didn't pay attention to me. Without realizing it, I find myself brooding about someone else's success, my own loneliness, and the way the world abuses me. Despite my conscious intentions, I often catch myself daydreaming about becoming rich, powerful, and very famous. All of these mental games reveal to me the fragility of my faith that I am the Beloved One on whom God's favor rests. I am so afraid of being disliked, blamed, put aside, passed over, ignored, persecuted, and killed that I am constantly developing strategies to defend myself and thereby assure myself of the love I think I need and deserve. And in so doing I move far away from my father's home and choose to dwell in a "distant country," (pp. 41 & 42)."
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love
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Henri J.M. Nouwen |
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f22160a
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If we don't stick up for the ones we love, then what are we good for? Professor Russell
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love
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Sophie Kinsella |
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0236c5e
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The act was an exorcism of relief for Florentino Ariza, for when he put the violin back into its case and walked down the dead streets without looking back, he no longer felt that he was leaving the next morning but that he had gone away many years before with the irrevocable determination never to return.
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love
sadness
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Gabriel García Márquez |
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01dccdf
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In the Mars-and-Venus-gendered universe, men want power and women want emotional attachment and connection. On this planet nobody really has the opportunity to know love since it is power and not love that is the order of the day. The privilege of power is at the heart of patriarchal thinking. Girls and boys, men and women who have been taught this way almost always believe love is not important, or if it is, it is never as important as being powerful, dominant, in control, on top-being right. Women who give seemingly selfless adoration and care to the men in their lives appear to be obsessed with 'love,' but in actuality their actions are often a covert way to hold power. Like their male counterparts, they enter relationships speaking the words of love even as their actions indicate that maintaining power and control is their primary agenda.
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affection
bell-hooks
control
feminism
feminist
gender
love
love-quotes
manipulation
mars
men-are-from-mars
power
romance
venus
women-are-from-venus
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bell hooks |
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f6d2f79
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Anja? What is to tell? Everywhere I look I'm seeing Anja... From my good eye, from my glass eye, if they're open or they're close, always I'm thinking on Anja.
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love
soul-mates
true-love
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Art Spiegelman |
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6f44317
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There is on the earth no institution which Friendship has established; it is not taught by any religion; no scripture contains its maxims. It has no temple nor even a solitary column...However, out fates at least are social. Our courses do not diverge; but as the web of destiny is woven it is fulled, and we are cast more and more into the centre. Men naturally, though feebly, seek this alliance, and their actions faintly foretell it. We are inclined to lay the chief stress on likeness and not on difference, and in foreign bodies we admit that there are many degrees of warmth below blood heat, but none of cold above it.
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friendship
humanity
kinship
love
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Henry David Thoreau |
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01cf655
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"Men's loyalty to their women dies hard - and almost always too late. ("I'm Dangerous Tonight")"
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love
relationships
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Cornell Woolrich |
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720460f
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After having been standing by the gate of the garden for a long time, Siddhartha realised that his desire was foolish, which had made him go up to this place, that he could not help his son, that he was not allowed to cling him. Deeply, he felt the love for the run-away in his heart, like a wound, and he felt at the same time that this wound had not been given to him in order to turn the knife in it, that it had to become a blossom and had to shine.
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love
parenthood
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Hermann Hesse |
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2df9037
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I'm sweetness an' motherfuckin' light. Filled from goddamn head to toe wit' love.
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light
love
sweetness
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Garth Ennis |
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86a6f2a
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"I do love you." He said it suddenly, raising his head so his black eyes could meet her startled green ones. "I mean it, Shea. I do not just need you, I love you. I know everything about you, I have been in your head, shared your memories, shared your dreams and your ideas. I know you think I need you and that is why I am with you, but it is much more than that. I love you." He grinned unexpectedly, traced her lower lip with the tip of a finger. "What is more, I know you love me. You hide it from yourself, but I found it in a little corner, tucked away in your mind." Shea stared up at the teasing smile on his face, then pushed at the solid wall of his chest. "You're making that up." Jacques moved off her, then reached down to pull her to her feet. His clothes were scattered everywhere, and he made no move to retrieve them. Shea's shirt was still hanging open, and her jeans were down around her ankles. Blushing, she pulled them up. His hands stayed hers, preventing her from fastening them. "Do not bother, Shea. The pools are just ahead." He walked a few feet, then looked back over his shoulder. "I did not make it up, and I know you are staring at my backside." Shea tossed her mane of red hair so that it flew in all directions. "Any woman in her right mind would stare at your particular backside, so you don't need to add that to your arrogant list of virtues. And stay out of my mind unless you're invited." She was staring, but she couldn't help it. He was so beautifully masculine. Jacques reached behind him and captured her hand, lacing their fingers together. "But I find the most interesting things in your mind, my love. Things you do not have any intention of telling me."
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jacques-and-shea
love
staring
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Christine Feehan |
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8b00033
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No matter how it seems now, I must confess: I loved him. I do not think that I will ever love anyone like that again. And this might be a great relief if I did not also know that, when the knife has fallen, Giovanni, if he feels anything will feel relief.
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declaration-of-love
giovanni-s-room
james-baldwin
love
never-again
one-and-only
one-true-love
relief
sad
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James Baldwin |
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9aae6f0
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Don't fasten on Dorothy. Only unanswerable longing lies down that road. Gone is gone.
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love
move-on
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Gregory Maguire |
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46d7df2
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He was kind, he was single, he was vulnerable, he made her laugh (not always intentionally, true, but often enough). Every time she saw him, he seemed to have become a little more handsome.
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love
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Nick Hornby |
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38ff5e4
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Deeds of heroism are wrought here more than those of romance, when, defying torture, and braving death itself, the fugitive voluntarily threads his way back to the terrors and perils of that dark land, that he may bring out his sister, or mother, or wife.
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fugitive-slave
heroism
love
risk
slavery
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Harriet Beecher Stowe |
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9a1f428
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Altitude reduces all things to their relative proportions, and to the truth. Cares, remorse, disgust become strangers: How easily indifference, contempt, forgetfulness drop away...and forgiveness descends.
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love
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Julian Barnes |
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4596bba
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All the way home, his wound pulsing with every hearbeat, he had cursed himself for a fool. How could he think she loved him? He had never been loved in his life, save perhaps by Erik and the other men who had served with him across the sea, and that was the love of comrades. He had never known the love of women, just their embrace. Twice he had found tears running down his face...
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frustration
love
romance
self-pity
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Raymond E. Feist |
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3d77882
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To his surprise, Jean kissed him. So often in the past, teasing, she had said she would, one day. Now she did, and it was a quick and fragrant touch to his lips that gave him courage and, even before he started out made him yearn to come back home.
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hope
kiss
love
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Lois Lowry |
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bdbdf53
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She had never looked as well. She had entered her room as just an impossibly lovely girl. The woman who emerged was a trifle thinner, a great deal wiser, an ocean sadder. This one understood the nature of pain, and beneath the glory of her features, there was character, and a sure knowledge of suffering.
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heartbreak
loss
love
melancholy
pain
sorrow
suffering
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William Goldman |
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4f734e4
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"Sounds like that happens to you a lot. Bet your girlfriend wasn't thrilled, though." She wasn't sure why she said it, but it came out before she could think. "Who said I have a girlfriend?" He said, raising his scarred eyebrow. His dark eyes crinkled. "No one," she said. " Well, I don't anymore, if anyone's interested." "Who's interested?" "Are you?" He looked her straight in the eye. "I could ask the same of you," she scoffed. "So what if I was? Interested, I mean." He shrugged. "It wouldn't be a surprise," she said. "I'm sure half the crew has a crush on me."
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girlfriend
love
natasha-kestal
ryan-wesson
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Melissa de la Cruz |
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c682f6b
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Half the time he seems autistic, the rest of the time he's like a lizard jacked full of lithium and speed. These things do not promote love in most of us.
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autistic
lithium
lizard
love
politicians
speed
spider-jerusalem
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Warren Ellis |
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98756c2
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I know girls aren't supposed to tell, but I've got to tell--just in case you should fail to love me because you never knew how much I loved you. I want not to have to say later--I wish I'd told him.
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declaration-of-love
gender-roles
henry-and-cato
if-only
iris-murdoch
love
romance
romantic-love
unrequited-love
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Iris Murdoch |
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391cdd1
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And how can you say I love you to someone you love? I rolled onto my side and fell asleep next to her. Here is the point of everything I have been trying to tell you, Oskar. It's always necessary. I love you, Grandma.
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love
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Jonathan Safran Foer |
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4fcd2fe
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"The bride waits here," she said, running her hands along her hair, taking in her image but seeming to drift away. "This is the moment you think about what you're doing. Who you're choosing. Who you will love. If it's right, Eddie, this can be such a wonderful moment." --
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love
magic
marriage
reflection
relationship
thoughts
wedding
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Mitch Albom |
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4fd8ad4
|
And I kind of love it that you want to know everything.
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love
relationship
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Scott Westerfeld |
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982ddf2
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One that society can't forgive, but I can.
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compassion
confess
forgivable
friendship
grace
healing
heartache
kindness
life
love
surrender
truth
unforgiven
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Dennis Lehane |
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aff24b1
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Only take someone's hand in a certain way, even look into their eyes in a certain way, and the world is changed forever.
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gazing
holding-hands
iris-murdoch
irrevocable
love
romance
romantic
the-black-prince
touch
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Iris Murdoch |
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b20f2b1
|
"I have a request to make,my lord." He held her gaze; she could see him trying to decide what she might ask, but eventually he surrendered."And that is?" "Take me to your bed."
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emotional
feelings
heart
lord
love
romance
strong-will
surrender
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Stephanie Laurens |
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2e7ad77
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"Anthony watched him, dumbfounded, and then turned to Lucy. "What have you done with Zack's brain?" Lucy stood to follow Zack. "What brain? I don't think he has one. I think he's just one giant exposed nerve ending. I swear sometimes at night, I can hear his neurons snapping like popcorn."
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love
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Jennifer Crusie |
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e57d1fe
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My mother clutches at the collar of my shirt. I rub her back and feel her tears on my neck. It's been decades since our bodies have been this close. It's an odd sensation, like a torn ligament knitting itself back, lumpy and imperfect, usable as long as we know not to push it too hard.
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divakaruni
immigrant-experience
india
indian-american
love
mothers-and-daughters
novel
novel-in-stories
women-s-books
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Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni |
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4156a85
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and more important, did he love me as much as he once loved me?
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love
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Emily Giffin |
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6c7216c
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Perfume counters in department stores, Holly Deblin smells of, the middle of July, and cinnamon Tic Tacs.
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love
lovers
young-love
young-lovers
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David Mitchell |
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a0c2338
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"The Church makes no man less free than he was before. But we chiefly value freedom in order to give it away; every man who loves surrenders his freedom, whether his passion be the love of a woman, the love of a cause, or the love of God. . . Hence: "Thy will be done on earth as it is in Heaven. Everyone wants the things that only a love of God will bring to him, but most men today seek them in the wrong places. That is why no one comes to God without a revolution of the spirit; he must stop seeking his good in Godlessness."
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godlessness
goodness
love
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Fulton J. Sheen |
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7e394b3
|
I was very invested in love but it was just this long sex thing that could end at any moment because after all, it's about getting off.
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|
illusion
investment
love
moment
relationship
sex
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Chuck Palahniuk |
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7dabf10
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She brought a chair into the room and placed it alongside the top of his bed. Then she held his hand as he drifted off to sleep. It was so small in her own hand, and it felt warm and dry. She pressed his hand gently, and his fingers returned the pressure, but only just, as he was almost asleep by then. She remembered, but not very well, what it was to fall asleep holding the hand of another; how precious such an experience, how fortunate those to whom it was vouchsafed by the gods of Friendship, or of Love. She thought she had forgotten that, but now she remembered.
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friendship
love
parenting
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Alexander McCall Smith |
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41deb3d
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Lord, Your Word is a love letter to me, showing me how much You love me. And every time I read it, I love You more.
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lord
love
praise
word
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Stormie Omartian |
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a7da334
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How much misery . . . how much needless despair has been caused by a series of biological mismatches, a misalignment of the hormones and pheromones? Resulting in the fact that the one you love so passionately won't or can't love you. As a species we're pathetic in that way: imperfectly monogamous. If we could only pair-bond for life, like gibbons, or else opt for total guilt-free promiscuity, there'd be no more sexual torment. Better plan - make it cyclical and also inevitable, as in the other mammals. You'd never want someone you couldn't have.
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love
sex
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Margaret Atwood |
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4003170
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"He repeated it carefully, pausing for effect. " 'Love is the only rational act."
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careful
effect
love
only
pause
rational
repeat
wise
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Mitch Albom |
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f5625fa
|
All that time tying herself up in knots because she simply couldn't think of a good reason not to be with him
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heartbreak
love
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Chris Manby |
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2b5d175
|
Shakespeare is to me the purest voice of nature, and he does no meddle with nature. His plays provide us with the greatest variety of erotic expression, and with Shakespeare eros is the proper term to use.
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love
shakespeare
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Allan Bloom |
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c92ee80
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it is the responsibility of free men to trust and celebrate what is constant--birth, struggle, and death are constant, and so is love, though we may not always think so--and to apprehend the nature of change, to be able and willing to change.
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death
love
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James Baldwin |
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c936336
|
So many people walk around with a meaningless life. They seem half asleep, even when they're busy doing things they think are important. This is because they're chasing the wrong things. The way you get meaning into your life is to devote yourself to loving others, to your community around you, to creating something that gives you purpose and meaning.
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|
devote
important
life
live
love
meaning
purpose
wrong
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Mitch Albom |
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50c9c70
|
I did not know, until then, that you could disappear into someone's gaze, that bone and heart and breath could melt like shadow into light, until only light was left.
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love
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Patricia A. McKillip |
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6d3d42a
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There are different kinds of love, Sarah. I feel one kind of love for your father. A special kind. Another kind for Warren. And still a different kind for you children.' She smiled at me. 'Heaven rue the day we can't feel love for one another. I wouldn't want to live in such a world, would you?
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friendship
love
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Ann Rinaldi |
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7c1817c
|
It seemed that out of every tear of a martyr new confessors were born, and that every groan on the arena found an echo in thousands of breasts. Caesar was swimming in blood, Rome and the whole pagan world was mad. But those who had had enough of transgression and madness, those who were trampled upon, those whose lives were misery and oppression, all the weighed down, all the sad, all the unfortunate, came to hear the wonderful tidings of God, who out of love for men had given Himself to be crucified and redeem their sins. When they found a God whom they could love, they had found that which the society of the time could not give any one, -- happiness and love.
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hope
love
nero
tyranny
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Henryk Sienkiewicz |
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c95749f
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My best friend has warned me to stay away. Violet, a girl raised by the Terror, has warned me to stay away, but even after digesting her advice, knowing the rumors and experiencing what I have, I can't leave. The bandage on Razor's arm and the cuts and bruises along his side testify to how dangerous his life is, but with one long look into those beautiful eyes , I know that I'm a lost cause to logic. I've already fallen in love.
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falling-in-love
first-love
katie-mcgarry
love
romance
young-adult
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Katie McGarry |
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3cb0320
|
Knowing and thinking exist for the sake of love -- for the sake of building people up in faith. Thinking that produces pride instead of love is not true thinking.
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love
pride
thinking
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John Piper |
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6d9ae68
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I do not mind when you tell me what you want and put that first instead of last.
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love
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John Scalzi |
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66f75f9
|
"ysh`r lkthyrwn 'n llh kmn fy mkn sry ytSyd lhm l'khT. w'nhm Hlm ykhTy'wn fn s`dth tktml whw ySrkh lhm bzhw: "h qd 'wq`t bk".w'nh mntZr lysqTw fyqwl lhm:"'lm 'ql lk". nhm ynZrwn ly llh wk'nh lky'n lkwny ldhy ytSf blsdy@ wlnkd. wldhy ystmt` b'n yfshl khTTn. wdy'man m yjd lTrq lty yntqdn bh, wywjh bh lthmt ln.wyntqm mn. wlkn llh nfsh yqwl: "l'ny `rft l'fkr lty 'n mftkr bh `nkm, yqwl lrb, 'fkr slm l shr, l'`Tykm akhr@ wrj." (rmy 29:11) l ywjd mn yryd l'fDl wl'SlH lk 'kthr mn llh. l 'Hd y`lm m hw l'fDl lk. wlys hnk mn yj`lk ttmt` bls`d@ lHqyqy@ 'kthr mnh. llh l yrydk 'n tkhf mnh.nh yrydk 'n tsr` lyh, l 'n thrb mnh. fy lwq` ydhkr ln lktb lmqds 365 mr@ 'n llh yqwl :"l tkhf". wHd@ lkl ywm mn 'ym lsn@. fm ldhy tkhf mnh? l 'Hd mn y`rf m ldhy sywjhh khll l`m. lkn ymknn 'n n`rf 'n llh yHbn, w'n llh m`n, w'n llh ln ('y fy Sfn) . n lwHd mn mDfan ly llh ySbH Glby@ fy mwqf. fmn 'yn dhn ynb` khwfn mn llh? hnk mSdrn 'ssyn Dmyr mdhnb, wjhl bTby`@ llh. yqwl lktb lmqds : " l khwf fy lmHb@, bl lmHb@ lkml@ tTrH lkhwf l~ khrj l'n lkhwf lh `dhb. w'm mn khf flm ytkml fy lmHb@" (ywHn l'wly4:18) ldhnb yj`ln nsh`r b`dm l'mn."
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أمان
ذنب
guilt
خوف
love
محبة
safety
|
Rick Warren |
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c254671
|
How little it takes to make a young girl happy! A pretty dress, sunshine, and somebody opposite, and they are blest.
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happiness
life
love
naivete
pretty-little-things
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Louisa May Alcott |
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6703150
|
I wonder if perfume could set a man drunk.
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|
kilmeny-of-the-orchard
l-m-montgomery
love
perfume
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L M Montgomery |
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6fb0648
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Wisely, Baldwin insisted that we are always more than our pain. Not only did he believe in our capacity to love, he felt black people were uniquely situated to risk loving because we had suffered.
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james-baldwin
love
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bell hooks |
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486407c
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The path of true love never ran smooth. More likely you ran out of gas, blew a tire, and hit the wall before you crossed the finish line.
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love
problems
true-love
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Erin McCarthy |
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Francesca nao precisava ama-lo. Mas tinha de se sentir livre. Livre para ser feliz. Porque se nao estivesse feliz... Bem, 'isso' o mataria. Podia viver sem o seu amor, mas nao sem a sua felicidade.
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francesca-kilmartin-bridgerton
julia-quinn
love
michael-stirling
o-conde-enfeitiçado
when-he-was-wicked
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Julia Quinn |
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Because what my gradmother did with her fine coat (the loveliest thing she would ever own) is what all women of that generation (and before) did for their families and their husbands and their children. They cut up the finest and proudest parts of themselves and gave it all away. They repatterned what was theirs and shaped it for others. They went without. They were the last ones to eat at supper, and they were the first ones to get up every morning, warming the cold kitchen for another day spent caring for everyone else. This was the only thing they knew how to do. This was their guiding verb and their defining principle of life: They gave.
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love
motherhood
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Elizabeth Gilbert |
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"Gloria put a bowl of stew in Peter's hands. "Eat," she said. Peter raised the spoon to his lips. He chewed. He swallowed. It had been a long time since he had eaten anything besides tiny fish and old bread. And so when Peter had his first bite of stew, it overwhelmed him. The warmth of it, the richness of it, knocked him backward; it was as if a gentle hand had pushed him when he was not expecting it. Everything he had lost came flooding back: the garden, his father, his mother, his sister, the promises that he had made and could not keep. "What's this?" said Gloria Matienne. "The boy is crying." "Shhh," said Leo. He put his hand on Peter's shoulder. "Shhh. Don't worry, Peter. Everything will be good. All will be well. We will do together whatever it is that needs to be done. But for now, you must eat." Peter nodded. He raised his spoon. Again he chewed and swallowed, and again he was overcome. He could not help it. He could not stop the tears; they flowed down his cheeks and into the bowl. "It is a very good stew, Madam Matienne. he managed to say. "Truly, it is an excellent stew." --
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love
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Kate DiCamillo |
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...love smashes into your life like an ice floe, and even if your heart is built like the Titanic you go down
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grief
loss
love
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Jeanette Winterson |
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"Why do they lie?" she asked herself aloud. "They say time makes losing someone you loved easier to deal with, but it only makes it worse."
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ask
bereavement
deal
death-dying
death-of-a-friend
death-of-a-loved-one
easy
grief
lie
loss
love
mourning
saying
time
worse
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Rebecca McNutt |
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I love the way he smelled whenever his head dipped close to hear what I was saying--like the sun striking th cheek of a tomato, or soap drying in the hood of a car. I loved the way his hand felt on my spine. I loved.
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love
nostalgia
reminiscing
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Jodi Picoult |
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Lies in meinen Augen, was ich dir nicht alles sagen kann.
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love
soul-mates
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Gotthold Ephraim Lessing |
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Your love for me does not exist in the real world. Yes, it is love, I do not deny it. But not every love has a course to run, smooth or otherwise, and this love has no course at all . . . But that is remote from love and remote from ordinary life. As real people we do not exist for each other.
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figurative-language
impossible-love
iris-murdoch
love
unrequited-love
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Iris Murdoch |
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Love is not primarily a relationship to a specific person; it is an attitude, an orientation of character which determines the relatedness of a person to the world as a whole, not toward one 'object' of love. If a person loves only one other person and is indifferent to the rest of his fellow men, his love is not love but a symbiotic attachment, or an enlarged egotism.
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humanism
love
relationship
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Erich Fromm |
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For two nights Felicite never left the dead girl. She said the same prayers over and over again, sprinkled holy water on the sheets, then sat down again to watch. At the end of her first vigil, she noticed that the child's face had gone yellow, the lips were turning blue, the nose looked sharper, and the eyes were sunken. She kissed them several times, and would not have been particularly surprised if Virginie had opened them again: to minds like hers the supernatural is a simple matter. She laid her out, wrapped her in a shroud, put her in her coffin, placed a wreath on her, and spread out her hair. It was fair and amazingly long for her age. Felicite cut off a big lock, half of which she slipped into her bosom, resolving never to part with it.
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love
superstition
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Gustave Flaubert |
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Christmas isn't a parade or concert but a piece of home you keep in your heart wherever you go.
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home
love
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Donna VanLiere |
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Each kiss was nearer to the last one of all.
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love
romance
romantic
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Philip Pullman |