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7af688c
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"Nodding, I tried to tell myself how Travis didn't care about me. He hadn't come for me all these years and he never would. Wanting to be rational, I still felt his rough hands on me. I hurt between my legs like I did when he was done. He had marked me again in the dream and I would never be free. After a short time, Cooper stood up and walked to the next room. Hating to be alone, I still flinched when he returned. He seemed bigger now. His shoulders wider, his face harsher, his whole demeanor reeked of potential violence. Instead of hitting me, Cooper lowered a blanket behind the chair so I could cover myself. I stared at him as he sat back down. We studied each other for a long time as I waited for something bad to happen or the fear to fade. Neither occurred, leaving me stuck behind the chair for hours. Cooper tried twice to caress my face and both times I jerked back and away from his touch. After the second attempt, he stood up and left the room. I heard the front door open and assumed he was leaving. Then, his big ugly dog Rafe waltzed into the room with Cooper following behind. In his hand, Cooper held a gun and I pushed farther back into the corner. "No one," he said, kneeling down by the chair, "will come here and take you. If they do, Rafe will wake us up and I'll kill the fucker. No one is hurting you or taking you away from me. Do you understand?" Staring into his dark eyes, I did understand. I craned my neck so I could see Rafe comfortable in the corner. When I looked back at Cooper, he sighed. "Baby, it's nearly six in the morning. The sun is coming up and you need to sleep. I need rest too, so let's go to bed and I'll keep you safe. I won't even touch you, but I need you to go to bed." "You love me," I said in a rough, exhausted voice. "More than anything else. I will never let that piece of shit or anyone else come here and hurt you. You are mine and that makes you untouchable. Do you understand?" Nodding again, I crawled out from behind the chair and Cooper helped me stand. He stepped back, willing to keep his distance to avoid scaring me. Reaching for him, I knew he would keep me safe. If I couldn't shake the fear of the dream, I could at least know Cooper was someone Travis wouldn't screw with. Rationally, I knew Travis likely forgot I existed, but I wasn't rational. I was primal and the monster was always waiting to ruin me again. With Cooper though, I was safe."
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love
safe
untouchable
youre-mine
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Bijou Hunter |
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d58519c
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Once the door to one disaster had opened, the possibilities for catastrophe seemed open-ended and I felt I'd no choice but to go along with my life as it unraveled.
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love
marriage
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Marian Keyes |
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5ef9a8c
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But I'm not ready to let Winn-Dixie go.
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friendship
grief-and-loss
ínpirational
love
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Kate DiCamillo |
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18e388c
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Her little hands, Crumb. Her little paws, like a child's. She has no guile in her. And she never speaks. And if she does I have to bend my head to hear what she says. And in the pause I can hear my heart. Her little bits of embroidery, her scraps of silk, her halcyon sleeves, she cut out of the cloth some admirer gave her once, some poor boy struck with love for her...and yet she has never succumbed. Her little sleeves, her seed pearl necklace...she has nothing...she expects nothing...' A tear at last sneaks from Henry's eye, meanders down his cheek and vanishes into the mottled grey and ginger of his beard.
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jane-seymour
love
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Hilary Mantel |
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18e39e0
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Shchastieto ne e bliaskavo i shumno kato udovolstvieto ili radostta. To e tikho, krotko i nezhno, v'treshno s'stoianie na zadovolstvo, koeto zapochva, kogato obiknesh sebe si.
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joy
love
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Isabel Allende |
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0d5b461
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"In human life and in the history of faith, I think, love has a quality of a bedrock reality we discover-- adventurers, travelers, each of us, only fitfully apprehending its potential. I take some solace in the fact that I'm not alone in this intuition that the reality of evil, of injustice, of suffering notwithstanding, "at the center of this existence is a heart beating with love." That's how Desmond Tutu put it to me, with greater authority than mine from a life that has known extremes of human cruelty one to another."
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art-of-living
enoughness
faith
humanity
love
on-being
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Krista Tippett |
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1cab6ea
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Because you promised? But you've promised me load of things. Like to cherish me and to love till death do us part.
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cheat
fling
love
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Marian Keyes |
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d6cbee1
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At the end, in Harry's handiwork, there's nothing sentimental about love, no sunlit clouds and glory notes - it's a substantial, earthbound connection, grounded in effort, kindness and decency. Learning to love, Harry liked to say, is really about learning to live. Perhaps everyday affection seems a small facet of love. Perhaps, though, it is the modest, steady responses that see us through day after day, that stretch into a life of close and loving relationships.
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love
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Deborah Blum |
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3363abd
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We never know whom we marry; we just think we do. Or even if we first marry the right person, just give it a while and he or she will change. For marriage, being [the enormous thing it is] means we are not the same person after we have entered it. The primary problem is... learning how to love and care for the stranger to whom you find yourself married.
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love
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Timothy J. Keller |
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a96640c
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Barrett is a bigger guy, not fat (not yet) but ursine, crimson of eye and lip; ginger-furred, possessed (he likes to think) of an enchanted sensual slyness, the prince transformed into wolf or lion, all slumbering large-pawed docility, awaiting, with avid yellow eyes, love's first kiss.
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love
sensual
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Michael Cunningham |
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2b5eb29
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He needs a looser association. He needs something that implies a man who wants the ice shard to remain in his chest, who's learned to love the sensation of being pierced.
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heartache
loss
love
mourning
pain
sorrow
suffering
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Michael Cunningham |
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9bec75c
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If I am honest I will admit that I have always wanted to avoid love. Yes give me romance, give me sex, give me fights, give me all the parts of love but not the simple single word which is so complex and demands the best of me this hour this minute this forever.
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language
love
words
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Jeanette Winterson |
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0819af3
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"Most people don't laugh so much while they're kissing." He grinned boyishly and tweaked her nose. Belle tweaked his back. "They don't? How unfortunate for them."
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love
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Julia Quinn |
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042637a
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Here was an entry - a serious one - which he hadn't crossed out in years. He couldn't remember where it came from. He never recorded the writer or the source: he didn't want to be bullied by reputation; truth should stand by itself, clear and unsupported. This one went: 'In my opinion, every love, happy or unhappy, is a real disaster once you give yourself over to it entirely.' Yes, that deserved to stay. He liked the proper inclusivity of 'happy or unhappy'. But the key was: 'Once you give yourself over to it entirely.' Despite appearances, this wasn't pessimistic, nor was it bittersweet. This was a truth about love spoken by someone in the full vortex of it, and which seemed to enclose all of life's sadness. He remembered again the friend who, long ago, had told him that the secret of marriage was 'to dip in and out of it'. Yes, he could see that this might keep you safe. But safety had nothing to do with love.
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love
marriage
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Julian Barnes |
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7f4acdc
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- Ele se inclinou e deu um beijo de leve nos labios dela. - Eu tenho voce - murmurou -, e nao vou desperdicar nem um segundo que temos juntos. Os labios de Kate se abriram num sorriso. - O que isso significa? - Significa que o amor nao tem nada a ver com o medo de que tudo acabe, mas com encontrar alguem que o complete, que faca de voce um ser humano melhor do que jamais sonhou ser.
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bridgertons
chapter-22
historical-romance
julia-quinn
kate-sheffield
love
the-viscount-who-loved-me
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Julia Quinn |
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2b4b0ac
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He didn't even attempt to smile and I knew then that I had lost him.
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cheat
fling
love
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Marian Keyes |
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d86fce8
|
!Ay, que terribles cinco de la tarde!. !Eran las cinco en todos los relojes Eran las cinco en sombra de la tarde!
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love
sadness
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Federico García Lorca |
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04047e7
|
Because what is love if not an exercise in faith. Because what is love if not perseverance. Because what is love if not forgiveness.
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inspirational
love
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Lisa Gardner |
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318f64f
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I couldn't make myself be cautious around her. A little voice in my head kept trying to tell me that every word she said could be disinformation and that she might be playing me for a fool. But I didn't believe it. I trusted her, even though I had every reason not to.
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love
love-quotes
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Ernest Cline |
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d8c84b2
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The bitter thought against which Don Juan hopelessly rebels is the same thought that contains the promise of Tristan's consolation: the thought of death. Don Juanism and Tristanism are extreme responses to a perception that lies at the root of human attraction and human love: the thought of our common mortality.
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love
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Roger Scruton |
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03ba352
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So I guess what I'm trying to say is that life is fast. And it keeps speeding up. Sometimes I lose track of the season--or even the year. And we just have to make the best of it all.
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life
love
mothers-and-daughters
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Emily Giffin |
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0e4f1a0
|
?Como puede uno comer cuando el corazon esta ocupado?
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love
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Sena Jeter Naslund |
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30e300a
|
Every family is a ghost story.
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love
mother
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Mitch Albom |
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30d6424
|
I am overachieving at aimlessness, I am a type-A, alpha-girl lollygagger, the leader of a gang of heartbroken kids, running wild across this lonely strip of amusements, each of us smarting from the betrayals of a loved one.
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loss
love
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Gillian Flynn |
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d9f4c9e
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I trust you to find the good in me, but the bad I must be sure you don't overlook. -Char to Ella
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ella
ella-enchanted
love
prince-char
prince-charmont
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Gail Carson Levine |
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1a98bef
|
Love means never having to say you're sorry (on the contrary, it frequently means doing just precisely that). Then there were all those love lines from all those love songs, with the swooning delusions of lyricist, singer, band.
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love
love-songs
platitudes
the-only-story
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Julian Barnes |
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ac2e58b
|
Her little hands, Crumb. Her little paws, like a child's. She has no guile in her. And she never speaks. And if she does I hate to bend my head to hear what she says. And in the pause I can hear my heart. Her little bits of embroidery, her scraps of silk, her halcyon sleeves, she cut out of the cloth some admirer gave her once, some poor boy struck with love for her...and yet she has never succumbed. Her little sleeves, her seed pearl necklace...she has nothing...she expects nothing...' A tear at last sneaks from Henry's eye, meanders down his cheek and vanishes into the mottled grey and ginger of his beard.
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jane-seymour
love
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Hilary Mantel |
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2f63366
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For a moment our eyes meet, but we exchange nothing except a grim determination to get this parting over, to get this exile underway, to keep this precious boy safe. I suppose that Jasper is the only man that I have loved, perhaps he is the only man that I will ever love. But there has never been time for words of love between us, we have spent most of our time saying goodbye.
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love
royal
tudor
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Philippa Gregory |
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02f0a7c
|
Grace would be a poor host indeed to exclude anyone.
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divine-grace
grace
grace-of-god
inclusion
love
oneness
unconditional-love
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Alan Cohen |
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128906b
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Whereas it seemed to me, back then, in the absolutism of my condition, that love had nothing to do with practicality; indeed, was its polar opposite. And the fact that it showed contempt for such banal considerations was part of its glory. Love was by its very nature disruptive, cataclysmic; and if it was not, then it was not love.
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julian-barnes
love
practicality
the-only-story
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Julian Barnes |
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2eba13d
|
I am touched that you are trying to comprehend me. A friend could not be more loving.
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love
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Elizabeth Gilbert |
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b8ea8f9
|
Much has been written of love turning to hatred, of the heart growing cold with the death of love. It is a remarkable process. It is far more terrible than anything I have ever read about it, more terrible than anything I will ever be able to say.
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hate
hatred
james-baldwin
love
love-to-hate
sad
terrible
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James Baldwin |
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b8f39ea
|
When you forgive, you love.
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love
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Jon Krakauer |
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b8f48a1
|
But the fact was, Sherrie Marla trusted him already. When he took the ice off, and showed to her his new symmetry, she didn't flinch. His face was him to her now. It was not a map or an indicator of some abstract idea. Turned out it was only the first impression he needed to alter.
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first-impressions
love
symmetry
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Aimee Bender |
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5bcd89c
|
She was a desperate woman with frailties just like her, temptations just like her, a woman who had needs, a woman who loved almost to the point of there being no more her anymore, a woman who probably cried too much, just like her, a woman afraid, wanting to believe rather than believing [...]
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faith
family
life
love
tears
temptation
woman
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Susan Vreeland |
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07f2661
|
"Ci sono altre ragioni per cui mi sono innamorato di Karla; ragioni non cosi poetiche, ma ugualmente reali. E un' per me, e abbiamo tutti questi interessi comuni... "incontri della mente"... qualunque cosa essa sia. Posso parlare di computer e della Microsoft e di quella parte della nostra vita, ma facciamo anche conversazioni esoteriche che non hanno niente a che fare con la vita tech. Non ho mai avuto davvero un'amica cosi intima prima. E poi c'e quella faccenda non lineare: Karla e intuitiva e io non lo sono, eppure lei continua a essere sulla mia frequenza. Capisce perche gli spaghetti yaki soba in un contenitore di plastica importati dal Giappone sono intrinsecamente fantastici. Si spreme il cervello fino a strizzarlo quando sa di non aver spiegato un'idea chiaramente come e sicura di poter fare, e si sente frustrata. Comunque, voglio ricordare che ci si puo innamorare. Perche puoi avere una vita tua dopo non aver mai avuto una vita tua. Non mi sono mai aspettato di innamorarmi. E allora cosa mi aspettavo dalla vita?"
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love
|
Douglas Coupland |
|
b9bd5f9
|
As long as I'm holding you, all of my dreams have already come true.
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|
desire
gabriel-prescott
hannah-grey
love
sex
want
|
Christina Dodd |
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5bc1728
|
I came to see that knowing what love isn't might be just as valuable, though infinitely less satisfying, as knowing what it is.
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love
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Susan Vreeland |
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1c9404a
|
Getting back to Audrey, though, I should really feel complimented that she won't ever touch me because she likes me more than anyone else. It makes perfect sense, really, doesn't it? If she ever gets down or depressed, i can make out the figure of her through the front window of the shack. She comes in and we drink cheap beer or wine and watch a movie or all three. Something old and long like Ben-Hur that stretches into the night. She'll be next to me on the couch in her flannel shirt and jeans that have been cut into shorts,and eventually, when she's asleep, I'll bring a blanket out and cover her up. I kiss her cheek. I stroke her hair. I think of how she lives alone, just like me, and how she never had any real family, and how she only has sex with people. She never lets any love get in the way. I think she had a family once, but it was one of those beat-the-crap-out-of-each-other situations. There's no shortage of them around here. I think she loved them and all she ever did was hurt her. That's why she refuses to love. Anybody. I guess she feels better off that way, and who can blame her? When she sleeps on my couch, I think about all that. Everytime. I cover her up, then go to the bed and dream. With my eyes open.
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longing
love
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Markus Zusak |
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a81032b
|
I have been wondering this summer why our love has seemed deeper, tenderer than ever before. It's taken us twenty-five years, almost, but perhaps at last we are willing to let each other be; as we are; two diametrically opposite human beings in many ways, which has often led to storminess. But I think we are both learning not to chafe at the other's particular ness.
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love
romantic-love
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Madeleine L'Engle |
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0941933
|
Escapaba a su comprension el que un ser, independiente del parentesco que pudiera tener con otro, asi no mas, con la mano en la cintura rechazara de una manera tan brutal una atencion.
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attention
hurt
love
rejection
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Laura Esquivel |
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b9f9e54
|
For most of us, the first experience of love, even if it doesn't work out--perhaps especially when it doesn't work out--promises that here is the thing that validates, that vindicates life. And though subsequent years might alter this view, until some of us give up on it altogether, when love first strikes, there's nothing like it, is there? Agreed?
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|
love
promises
vindication
vindication-across-time
|
Julian Barnes |
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1b23b16
|
Love, not as a surge of passion, but as a choice to commit to something, someone, no matter what obstacles or temptations stand in the way. And maybe making that choice, again and again, day in and day out, year after year, says more about love than never having a choice to make at all.
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|
love
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Emily Giffin |
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02c8e21
|
"What do I do now?" I ask desperately. "Tell me! What do I do now?" He remains calm. He looks at me closely and says, "Keep living, Ed.... It's only the pages that stop here." He stays perhaps another ten minutes, probably due to the trauma that has strapped itself to me. I remain standing, trying to contemplate and recover from what's transpired. "I really think I'd better go," he says again, this item with more finality. With difficulty, I walk him to the door. We say goodbye on the front porch, and he walks back up the street. I wonder about his name, but I'm sure I'll earn it soon enough. He's written about this, I'm sure, the bastard. All of it. As he walks up the street he pulls a small notebook from his pocket and writes a few things down. It makes me think maybe I should write about all this myself. After all, I;m the one who did all the work. I'd start with the bank robbery. Something like, "The gunman is useless." The odds are, however, that he's beaten me to it already It'll be his name on the cover of all these words, not mine. He'll get all the credit. Or the crap, if her does a shit job. But I just remembered the I was the one- not him- who gave life to these pages. I was the one who- I tell me to stop. It's an inner voice and it's loud. All day, I think about many things, though I try not to. I look through the folder and find everything as he said. All the ideas are written in and people are sketched. Scratchy excerpts are stapled together. Beginnings and endings merge and bend. Hours wander past. Days follow them. I don't leave the shack, and I don't answer the phone. I barely even eat. The Doorman sits with me as the minutes pass by. For a long time, I wonder what I'm waiting for, but I understand it's just like he said. I guess it's for life beyond these pages."
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love
messenger
realization
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Markus Zusak |
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5cc42ab
|
Scopul nostru nu este de a ne contopi unul intr-altul, ci a ne recunoaste reciproc si a invata sa vedem si sa respectam fiecare in celalalt ceea ce e contrariul si completarea sa.
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hermann-hesse
love
|
Hermann Hesse |
|
07c2c17
|
Laura po Kitty touzi. Po jeji sile, po tom, jak vecne, pohodove prijima vsechna sva zklamani, po mihotavych ruzovozlatych svetlech jeji utajene osobnosti, po krehkych nasamponovanych hlubinach jejich vlasu.
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|
feelings
love
|
Michael Cunningham |
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1362d2a
|
"The diamond cannot love the flower, for the flower lives only a day, then fades and dies. You are a diamond now." " The flower dies," Jenny said softly, "having lived. The diamond will never do either."
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diamond
life
love
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Barbara Hambly |
|
7a68661
|
You only get one life, Luna. One stab at this thing called happiness. Why deprive yourself of things you want just because they weren't given to you the way you hoped for them to come?
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|
knight-cole
life
love
luna-rexroth
|
L.J. Shen |
|
0ffe884
|
It's all a game. And if you don't want to play, maybe you shouldn't come to Hollywood.
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|
family
hollywood
life
love
shopaholic
star
|
Sophie Kinsella |
|
07bacfa
|
The Dark Fairy touched her chest. No heart, like her sisters. So where did the love come from?
|
|
fairy-tales
fairytales
fantasy
heartless-love
love
portal-fantasy
young-adult
young-adult-fantasy
|
Cornelia Funke |
|
563ff6d
|
"The most important thing in life is to learn how to give out love, and to let it come in. His voice dropped to a whisper. "Let it come in. We think we don't deserve love, we think if we let it in we'll become too soft. But a wise man named Levine said it right. He said, 'Love is the only rational act."
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|
enter
give
important
life
love
rational
receive
soft
wise
|
Mitch Albom |
|
a70e834
|
How many times since then have I rejected Love because it did not present itself the way I expected, in a form acceptable to me?
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|
love
|
Barbara Brown Taylor |
|
ede7998
|
They blinked in the dusk of the setting sun, a reminder that light was a recurring state.
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love
|
Stephanie Perkins |
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1455a74
|
Although it was shadowy and dark, Bim could see as well as by the clear light of day that she felt only love and yearning for them all, and if there were hurts, these gashes and wounds in her side that bled, then it was only because her love was imperfect and did not encompass them thoroughly enough, and because it had flaws and inadequacies and did not extend to all equally. ... All these would have to be mended, these rents and tears, and she would have to mend and make her net whole so that it would suffice her in her passage through the ocean.
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love
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Anita Desai |
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14578ec
|
"All right," I said, waving the cup away and dabbing moisture very carefully from my lips. "I'm fine." I breathed shallowly, feeling my heart begin to slow down. "Well. So. At least now I know why you've been coming back from the Cherokee villages in such a state of-- off--" I felt an unhinged giggle rising, and bent over, moaning as I stifled it. "Oh, Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ. And here I thought it was thoughts of me, driving you mad with lust." He snorted then himself, though mildly. He put down the cup, rose, and turned back the coverlet. Then he looked at me, and his eyes were clear, unguarded.
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|
clairefraser
jamiefraser
love
outlander
|
Diana Gabaldon |
|
54a401d
|
Most men find [peace] entirely unlike what they had expected - like love...
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life
love
peace
|
Patrick O'Brian |
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6223ee6
|
"Pentru ca sunt de parere ca o criza de infidelitate poate avea rezultate pozitive, am fost adeseori intrebata: "Deci, in cazul unui cuplu care are probleme, ii recomandati o relatie extraconjugala?" Raspunsul meu? In cazul bolilor terminale, multi oameni au experiente pozitive, care le schimba viata. Dar nu recomand o relatie extraconjugala, tot asa cum nu "recomand" sa ai cancer. ... Cand un cuplu vine la mine dupa ce membrii sai s-au confruntat cu un adulter, le spun adeseori urmatorul lucru: "Prima voastra casnicie s-a terminat. N-ati vrea sa intemeiati o a doua impreuna?"
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hurt
infidelity
love
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Esther Perel |
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544d158
|
Things would have turned out better is she had lived. As it was, she died when I was kid;and thought everything that happened to me since then is thoroughly my own fault, still when I lost her I lost sight of any landmark that might have led me someplace happier, to some more populated or congenial life.
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love
mother
the-goldfinch
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Donna Tartt |
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14e5851
|
- Lady Jersey to Mrs.Cowper,as the two watched dancers waltz at Almack's.
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love
so-true
woman
|
Karen Hawkins |
|
bca3173
|
Anthropomorphism, I've decided, is inescapable, and though I might try to hide it I no longer fight it.
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|
dogs
grieving
love
suicide
writing
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Sigrid Nunez |
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406db7f
|
And though it's a bleak thing to admit all these years later, still I've never met anyone who made me feel loved the way she did. Everything came alive in her company; she cast a charmed theatrical light about her so that to see anything through her eyes was to see it in brighter colors than ordinary.
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|
love
mother
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Donna Tartt |
|
09f6ef4
|
We moved into Jade Moon's rooming house within the week, and slowly she and I found that our friendship, though damaged, was like fabric torn on the seam: not beyond repair.
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love
|
Alan Brennert |
|
0d0a061
|
these are precisely the conditions that killed love, after first blighting its growth: squalor, fear, uncertainty, overfamiliarity.
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|
love
uncertainty
|
Patrick McGrath |
|
c9a7603
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"If not hatred," put in her brother-in-law as the path broadened so that they could walk all abreast, "what of love?" Out of the corner of her eye, Mary saw her sister and brother-in-law exchange a sickeningly speaking glance. "Hmph," was Mrs. Fustian's eloquent opinion on that subject. For the first time that evening, Mary found herself in perfect agreement with her. "Good enough for shepherdesses, but not at all the thing for civilized folks. Love is a severely destabilizing emotion. Look at Paris," she finished, as though that said it all. "The city, or the Greek?" inquired Letty in a tone of suppressed laughter, her arm twined possessively through her husband's. "Either!" declared Mrs. Fustian."
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letty-pinchingdale-snipe
love
mary-alsworthy
miss-gwen
newlyweds
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Lauren Willig |
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e9e3df0
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Joan has a right to love whom she likes, and to go where she likes and to work and be independent and happy, and if she can't be happy then she has a right to make her own unhappiness; it's a thousand times better to be unhappy in your own way than to be happy in someone else's.
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freedom
happiness
happy
independence
love
unhappiness
unhappy
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Radclyffe Hall |
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4e49fc2
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"What is beautiful is seized," my mother said a final time, speaking of my father, whom she said had been destroyed by too many women, a heart picked over, scratched at, taken, lost. "It came to me in bulky bandages, seeming much larger, much more than it really was."
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love
love-quotes
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Lorrie Moore |
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e9a2cba
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...I think I might die if I don't kiss you right now. A real-life kiss.
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cute
gamer-girl
kissing
love
maddy
mari-mancusi
romance
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Mari Mancusi |
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92c6f69
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First of all, it's life. You don't win.
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life
love
olympics
running
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Jennifer Weiner |
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96e9484
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Many social and political changes have swept the world clean of the apprehension of sacred things: the rejection of custom and ceremony; the conversion of marriage into a defeasible contract; the relaxing of the laws governing, sexual conduct and obscenity; the decline of faith and saintliness. As those changes take their effect, the experience of erotic love becomes darigerous and uncertain in its outcome. Our responsibility retreats further from the confused terrain of sexual experience, and threatens even to void it of desire. Hence, it might be said, my ability to reflect, in so neutral and philosophical a fashion, on the nature of this phenomenon is perhaps already an index of its decline: of the fact that desire does not, now, have the importance for us that formerly caused men to conceal it in poetry or overcome it through prayer. What we understand of our condition may also pass from us in the act of understanding. For we were never meant to have knowledge of this thing; we were meant only to be subject to its command. No phenomenon, perhaps, illustrates more profoundly the great poetical utterance of Hegel; that When philosophy paints its grey in grey, then has a shape of life grown old. By philosophy's grey in grey it cannot be rejuvenated but only understood. The owl of Minerva spreads its wings only with the gathering of the dusk. On the other hand, it is a century and a half since Hegel wrote those words, and life goes on.
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love
sacred
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Roger Scruton |
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92961b1
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In the eyes, heart, and mind of the one you love and who you want to love you, you will become, in essence, a new person.
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love
relationships
the-laws-of-love
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Chris Prentiss |
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927621b
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From love's absolutism to love's absolution? No: I don't believe in the cosy narratives of life some find necessary, just as I choke on comforting words like redemption and closure. Death is the only closure I believe in; and the wound will stay open until that final shutting of the doors. As for redemption, it's far too neat, a movie-maker's bromide; and beyond that, it feels like something grand, which human beings are too imperfect to deserve, much less bestow upon themselves.
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closure
death
julian-barnes
love
platitudes
realism
redemption
sad
the-only-story
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Julian Barnes |
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e932a60
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Is there anyone dearer than the children of people you love, especially when you don't have your own?
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infertility
love
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Lisa Unger |
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e926098
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In trouble and from darkness you come, Ged, yet your coming is joy to me.
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love
social-support
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Ursula K. Le Guin |
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922cff1
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The mystery and art of living are as grand as the sweep of a lifetime and the lifetime of a species. And they are as close as beginning, quietly, to mine whatever grace and beauty, whatever healing and attentiveness, are possible in this moment and the next and the next one after that.
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attention
awe
beauty
diversity
enlightenment
god
grace
humanity
life
life-force
love
mindfulness
mystery
on-being
religion
spirit
wisdom
wonder
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Krista Tippett |
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9704625
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"Even his I love you's," she said, "were like tiny daggers, like little needles or safety pins. Beware of a man who says he loves you but is incapable of a passionate confession; of melting into a sob."
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love
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Lorrie Moore |
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e80fc52
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Each of us is different and has different needs. In addition, our needs change over the course of our relationship. When you are committed to an enduring relationship with someone, you aren't simply concerned about having your needs met. You also go out of your way to care for your loved one, being aware of and adaptable to their changing needs.
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chris-prentiss
inspiration
life
love
relationships
self-help
the-laws-of-love
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Chris Prentiss |
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f88c701
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"Do you love him?" Danica dared to ask, referring ro the dark elf. Catti-brie blushed, and really had no answer. Of course she loved Drizzt, but she didn't know if she loved him in the way that Danica was speaking of. Drizzt and Catti-brie had agreed to put off any such feelings, but now, with Wulfgar gone for so many years and Catti-brie approaching the age of thirty, the question was beginning to resurface. "He is a handsome one," Danica remarkedm giggling like a little girl. Indeed, that's what Catti-brie felt like, reclining on the wide davenport in Danica's sitting room: a girl. It was like being a teenager again, thinking of love and of life, allowing herself to believe that her biggest problem was in trying to decide if Drizzt was handsome or not, Of course, the weight of reality for both these women was fast to intrude, fast to steal the giggles. Catti-brie had loved and lost, and Danica, with two young children of her own, had to face the possibility that her husband, unnaturally aged by the creation of the Spirit Soaring, would soon be gone."
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love
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R.A. Salvatore |
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38e825e
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Christianity is supposed to be all about love but it's utterly useless when you're love.
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love
religion
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Jane Gardam |
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f8e67a9
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"In this view of marriage, each person says to the other, "I see all your flaws, imperfections, weaknesses, dependencies. But underneath them all I see growing the person God wants you to be." This is radically different from the search for "compatibility."
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love
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Timothy J. Keller |
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38d70b8
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According to the Bible, God devised marriage to reflect his saving love for us in Christ, to refine our character, to create stable human community for the birth and nurture of children, and to accomplish all this by bringing the complementary sexes into an enduring whole-life union.
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love
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Timothy J. Keller |
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91625fe
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Babies have the power to make grumpy people happy because they love you no matter what. Dogs are that way, too.
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baby
compassion
dog
grumpy
heartwarming
love
power
therapy
therapy-dogs
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Mariel Hemingway |
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f91b93c
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Fool! Never wait on a man! Let him wait on himself!
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grandmother
love
man-and-woman
relationships
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V.C. Andrews |
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e795858
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She felt if she ever had children she would love them no less when they were twenty than when they were two; they might need you more at twenty, she thought. What do you really need when you're two? In the hospital, the babies were the easiest patients. The older they got, the more they needed; and the less anyone wanted or loved them.
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love
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John Irving |
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9869e48
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"There's a thing they've figured out about love. Scientifically. They've done studies to find out what keeps couples together. Do you know what it is? It isn't getting along. Isn't having money, or children, or a similar outlook on life. It's just checking in with each other. Doing little kindnesses for each other. At breakfast, you pass the jam. Or, on a trip to New York City, you hold hands for a second in a smelly subway elevator. You ask "How was your day?" and pretend to care. Stuff like that really works."
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love
relationship
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Jeffrey Eugenides |
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912a1ef
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"We've stopped in front of Notre-Dame again. I point at the familiar star and clear my throat. "Wanna make another wish?" "You go first." He's watching me, puzzled, like he's trying to figure something out. He bites his thumbnail. This time I can't help it. All day long, I've thought about it. Him. Our secret. He steps on the coppery-bronze star after me and closes his eyes. I realize he must be wishing about his mother, and I feel guilty that she didn't even cross my mind. My thoughts are only for St. Clair. ( . . . ) Do I see the same St. Clair everyone else does? No. I don't think so. But I could be mistaking our friendship for something more, because I to mistake it for something more."
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love
wish
wishes
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Stephanie Perkins |
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5336506
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Sometimes I wish it has been you.
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life
love
olympics
running
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Jennifer Weiner |
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4b8dca4
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Sometimes one feels the need of a word more powerful than love, or at least one more exclusive to the love of one's heart.
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love
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Mary Balogh |
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38bbcc7
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But what you do with another person's beauty? The satisfied lover is as little able to possess the beauty of his beloved as the one who hopelessly observes it from afar.
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love
lover
possess
satisfied
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Roger Scruton |
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3416e71
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We think of a prospective spouse as primarily a lover (or a provider), and if he or she can be a nice friend on top of that, well isn't that nice! We should be going at it the other way around. Screen first for friendship. Look for someone who understands you better than you do yourself, who makes you a better person just by being around them. And then explore whether that friendship could become a romance and a marriage.
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love
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Timothy J. Keller |
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99b55f1
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When I hear and see young men like you and Troit, who have turned their lives around, it makes me feel good. We need to learn to love one another; there is just too much hate in this world. Supt. Allerdyce Strachan, the first female officer to rise to the rank of superintendent on the Royal Bahamas Police Force.
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change
community-policing
feel-good
feeling-good
former-gang-members-good-feeling
hate
hatred
love
loving-one-another
reform-gangsters
turn-around
youth-clubs
youth-programs
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Drexel Deal |
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254411a
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"They would regret that they had not killed him; he would get out of that hole and find Juliana sooner or later, even if he had to pursue her to hell itself. "Oh, you won't have to go that far, we are on our way to California," Diego said in farewell"
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humor
love
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Isabel Allende |
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4bc97e0
|
Our choices. Our fleeting moments together.
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life
love
mothers-and-daughters
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Emily Giffin |
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51b386c
|
You don't have to sleep with someone, you can be unfaithful with your emotions.
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love
marriage
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Marian Keyes |
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fede91b
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And on a cold Sunday afternoon, he was joined in his home by a small group of friends and family for a 'living funeral'. Each of them spoke and paid tribute.. Some cried. Some laughed. One woman read a poem: 'My dear and loving cousin.. Your ageless heart as you move through time, layer on layer, tender sequoia..' .. And all the heartfelt things we never get to say to those we love, Morrie said that day.
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celebrate
death
life
living-funeral
love
share
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Mitch Albom |
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51141a8
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You are saying, I would like to but I could never forgive you or myself. I am saying, if you let me kneel before you once, I can live without forgiveness for a very long time.
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love
relationship
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Joe Meno |
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7193e0d
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Giselle had woken up once already, to find that she was pinned to the bed by the weight of Saul's leg lying across her lower body and his arm holding her against his side. It was a welcome imprisonment, though, and it enabled her to lie silently within its captivity and marvel at the magical events of the night and the happiness they had brought her. Now she was awake again--this time to find that she had the bed--his bed--to herself, and that she could stretch out languorously in it, entranced by the sweetly heavy ennui that possessed her body as intimately and intensely as Saul had possessed it during the night.
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love
relationship
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Penny Jordan |
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fa9abf8
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The past, with its monstrous depth and span, reached toward him, demanding an understanding that he simply could not give it. His mind was too young and too narrow to withstand the onrush of her life.
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love
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Karen Russell |
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4d9f8d3
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Toltosi il berretto, la saluto profondamente come una principessa e se n'ando col cuore oppresso; doveva lasciarla perire. Rimase a lungo turbato, non aveva voglia di parlare con nessuno. Per quanto poco si assomigliassero, quella fiera e povera israelita gli ricordava in certo modo Lidia, la figlia del cavaliere. Amare donne come quelle era fonte di dolore. Ma per qualche tempo gli parve di non aver mai amato altre che queste due, la povera, inquieta Lidia e l'ombrosa, amara israelita.
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love
love-hurts
love-sad
narcissus-and-goldmund
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Hermann Hesse |
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e4478bb
|
If there was no imperative, it was not love.
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certainty
fate
love
predestined
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Rachel Kushner |
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351dfac
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My own heart, like this wild place, has never been visited, and I do not know whether it could sustain life.
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love
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Jeanette Winterson |
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c457992
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Rights begin where love ends. Shall we argue over who is the most to blame?
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blame
love
|
Jeanette Winterson |
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3526b3c
|
All the weapons of hate and cruelty cannot stand against God's love. The spiritually blind and intentionally evil try to oppose it, but they cannot ultimately win. That's because all creation was formed and is sustained by God
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love
quotes
spiritual
strength
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Stormie Omartian |
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fb95bfd
|
The space that I can call mine, that isn't full of Henry, is so small that my ideas have become small.
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artists-in-love
love
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Audrey Niffenegger |
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371b9c7
|
The heart doesn't know it's expanding with compassion anymore than a hawk spreading its swings knows it's being a hawk. Nor does someone acting out of love often realize they are being kind.
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love
thoughtful-reflection
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Mark Nepo |
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fbdc672
|
Lo unico que va a sanarte es el amor, siempre que le des cabida.
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el-juego-de-ripper
healing
love
ripper
sanar
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Isabel Allende |
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e374dc0
|
"Will she be all right?" Gary asked fearfully. In spite of himself, he had checked her pulse several times. "She must be all right," Gregori said very softly. The voice was like velvet, but there was something in it that sent a shiver of apprehension through Gary. If anything happened to Savannah, Gary realized that no one, nothing in the world, would ever be safe again from the Carpathian. He hadn't considered that before, and he had no idea where the knowledge came from, but he knew it absolutely. He crawled from the cramped space and picked his way a small distance from the cave. The night noises bothered him, were strange and a bit daunting. Gregori gathered Savannah tenderly into his arms. He gave the command, and even as he felt her heart flutter, he pressed her mouth to his throat. , ma petite. Savannah turned her head, her first breath a sigh of warmth against his throat. She nuzzled closer, drowsy and weak from lack of blood. Her tongue tasted his skin, caressed his pulse. Gregori's body tightened alarmingly as her teeth sent white-hot pleasure slicing through him. Slowly her skin warmed, went from ashen to a healthy glow. Her arms slipped around his neck, and she held him close, her body fitting into his, a restless ache of need and hunger. Savannah closed the pinpricks on her lifemate's neck, feathered kisses up his throat to his jaw, then found the corner of his mouth. Gregori caught her head and held her still, his mouth dominating, taking hers with a need as elemental as the wind. "I thought I lost you," she whispered into his heart, his soul. "I thought I lost you." "Are you always going to be pulling me out of trouble?" he asked, some strong, unnamed emotion choking him, blocking his throat. A small smile tugged at her soft mouth. "Back you up, you mean." He groaned at her terminology. " , Savannah. More than I can ever express in words of any language." His arms held her tight, sheltering her against his heart. She was his world, would always be his world. She was his laughter, his light. She showed him how to slip easily between both worlds. She gave him faith in humans that had never been there before."
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je-taime
love
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Christine Feehan |
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c9b6d82
|
Na enxerga, Saraid dormia. Eile fazia o mesmo com os longos cabelos espalhados pela almofada como um rio de chamas escuras. Junto da fogueira, os homens de Pitnochie mantinham-se silenciosos, enrolados nos seus cobertores. Ninguem o ouvia; apenas as sombras.
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|
faolan
loneliness
love
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Juliet Marillier |
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49d8324
|
"Numinous," Ursula said, breaking the silence eventually. "There's a spark of the divine in the world -- not God, er'er done with God, but something. Is it love? Not silly romantic love, but something more profound..." "I think it's perhaps something we don't have a name for," Teddy said. "We want to name everything. Perhaps that's where we've gone wrong."
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kindness
love
|
Kate Atkinson |
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6e05e7b
|
"A wrestling match.. Yes, you could describe life that way." So which side wins, I ask? He smiles at me, the crinkled eyes, the crooked teeth. "Love wins. Love always wins."
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|
life
live
love
tug-of-war
win
wrestle
|
Mitch Albom |
|
fcdd835
|
- Love, which is a kind of permission to come closer than ordinary norms of good behavior might usually sanction. - Back rubs. - Which enables us to see each other without clothes on, for example, in lust and shame. - Examining perfections, imperfections. - Which allows us to say wounding things to each other which would not be kosher under the ordinary rules of civilized discourse.
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love
relationships
romance
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Donald Barthelme |
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baf081f
|
"That alas is the way it goes"; "Something we must rectify." Paul, not Caro, would interpret the degree of meaning in their respective lots. That had been decided, as he sat speaking intimately of his life to the person most excluded from it - in order to readmit her to the intimacy, though not the life."
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loss
love
mistress
sadness
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Shirley Hazzard |
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cc605b2
|
No pasa nada por fuera. Eso es verdad. [...] Pero ni tu ni nadie puede vigilar por el interior de los pechos.
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hiding-feelings
love
passion
secret-love
secrets
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Federico García Lorca |
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bb02fed
|
A celestial light appeared to Barrett Meeks in the sky over Central Park, four days after Barrett had been mauled, once again, by love.
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light
love
mauled
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Michael Cunningham |
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cc59607
|
I can decide how I spend my time, whom I interact with, whom I share my body and life and money and energy with. I can select what I eat and read and study. I can choose how I'm going to regard unfortunate circumstances in my life--whether I will see them as curses or opportunities (and on the occasions when I can't rise to the most optimistic viewpoint, because I'm feeling too damn sorry for myself, I can choose to keep trying to change my outlook). I can choose my words and the tone of voice in which I speak to others. And most of all, I can choose my thoughts. you need to learn how to select your thoughts just the same way you select what clothes you're gonna wear every day. This is a power you can cultivate. If you want to control things in your life so bad, work on the mind. That's the only thing you should be trying to control. Drop everything else but that. Because if you can't learn to master your thinking, you're in deep trouble forever
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eat
love
pray
thoughts
|
Elizabeth Gilbert |
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2443c4e
|
It's great to just be here with you, watching the world go by.
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love
together
|
Zadie Smith |
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51a9684
|
True love is precisely the opposite move of forsaking the promise of Eternity itself for an imperfect individual.
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eternity
love
|
Slavoj Žižek |
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385128e
|
I suspect that God is what you do, not what or who you believe in. But people do shit things all the time, I said. There's something wrong with us. Perhaps. And maybe not. But when you do right, Jaxie, when you make good -- well, then you are an instrument of God. Then you are joined to the divine, to the life-force, to life itself. That's what I believe. That's what I hope for. And it's what I have missed. That's all jumblyfuck to me, I said as decent as I could. Well, think of it this way, he said, pushing his specs back up his nose. When somebody does me a kindness, it enlarges me, adds to my life, you see? And not only mine -- it adds to all life. Which is why I wanted to thank you. For coming here. Me? Fintan gave a sad little laugh. And I caught him looking at me goony as an emu. What? I said. Don't you understand me, boy? Can't you see it? Jaxie Clackton, you are an instrument of God.
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kindness
life-force
love
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Tim Winton |
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6a93157
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El muchacho le explico, como pronunciando un sermon, que el mundo de los hombres era vil y estaba lleno de mentiras. En el, solo el arte conducia a la vida verdadera y eterna, y el mismo era grande porque sabia lo que se encontraba mas alla de las puertas del arte. La muchacha no podia dudar de la nobleza de sus palabras.
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life
love
philosophy
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Jun'ichirō Tanizaki |
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35c6539
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Be gentle and forbearing with one another and, if one has a difference(a grievance or complaint) against another, readily pardoning each other; even as the Lord has [freely] forgiven you, so must you also [forgive]. ( Colossians 3:13 )
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god
love
religion
self-help
spirituality
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Joyce Meyer |
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699ef23
|
He's a waiter, not a Mafia stooge, so what's he going to do? Blac pepper them to death? Compliment them into a coma? Run them over with the dessert trolley?
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|
cheat
fling
love
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Marian Keyes |
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cb18497
|
And even when he guessed that the love stories of the misled and the forsaken had become a little less authentic with each retelling . . . even if this was the case, he was still moved. Indeed, he was more moved by the lives of the bereft and the unchosen than he was by stories of success in love.
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|
forsaken
julian-barnes
love
love-stories
the-only-story
unlucky-in-love
unrequited-love
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Julian Barnes |
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4963c70
|
"If I bring him home though, I swear he'll spend the rest of his life waiting by the door. And he deserves better than that, don't you think?' Yes, I think, my heart breaking.
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death
dogs
love
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Sigrid Nunez |
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ea82a10
|
We speak of course, of that most precious of treasures, That no amount of wealth can purchase, and no amount of force can secure, That does not shine as gold or jewels, yet is brighter than the rarest of stones, Is filled not with brief feeling, fleeting gestures nor empty promises, But rather of patience and kindness; of humility, hope, and perseverance, We speak, of course, of love.
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love
marriage
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Trix Wilkins |
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49bb582
|
Alguien dijo una vez que en el momento en que te paras a pensar si quieres a alguien, ya has dejado de quererle para siempre - dije.
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love
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Carlos Ruiz Zafón |
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94ca414
|
Then she leant over and kissed him very slowly, with infinite tenderness. As if she had had to wait an eternity to do so.
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kiss
love
the-club-dumas
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Arturo Pérez-Reverte |
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48de1fc
|
Le spun adeseori pacientilor mei ca, daca ar putea sa aduca in relatiile lor conjugale macar o zecime din indrazneala, zburdalnicia si verva pe care le aduc in relatiile lor extraconjugale, viata de acasa ar fi complet diferita. Imaginatia noastra pare sa fie mai bogata in relatiile adulterine decat in cele oficiale. ... Partenerii nostri nu ne apartin; sunt doar imprumutati, cu optiunea de a reinnoi contractul... sau nu. Faptul ca ii putem pierde nu trebuie sa ne diminueze angajamentul; mai degraba ar trebui sa presupuna o implicare mai vie, pe care cuplurile cu vechime uneori o pierd. ... Lucrurile carora trebuie sa te opui sunt automultumirea, curiozitatea tot mai vlaguita, angajamentele lipsite de entuziasm, resemnarea necrutatoare, obiceiurile pietrificate. Moartea conjugala este o criza a imaginatiei. Rareori, din relatiile extraconjugale lipseste imaginatia.
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imagination
infidelity
love
marriage
|
Esther Perel |
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c38fe72
|
Tata coboara masuta, scoate fotografia mamei din buzunar, o aseaza pe masa, cu fata la fereastra. Isi lasa scaunul pe spate si privesc amandoi marea nesfarsita de norisori albi care dispar sub noi, fara sa mai scoata un cuvant tot restul zborului.
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life
love
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Cecelia Ahern |
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93f7104
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Holding a precious book meant to Mendel what an assignment with a woman might to another man. These moments were his platonic nights of love. Books had power over him; money never did. Great collectors, including the founder of a collection in Princeton University Library, tried in vain to recruit him as an adviser and buyer for their libraries--Jakob Mendel declined; no one could imagine him anywhere but in the Cafe Gluck. Thirty-three years ago, when his beard was still soft and black and he had ringlets over his forehead, he had come from the east to Vienna, a crook-backed lad, to study for the rabbinate, but he had soon abandoned Jehovah the harsh One God to give himself up to idolatry in the form of the brilliant, thousand-fold polytheism of books. That was when he had first found his way to the Cafe Gluck, and gradually it became his workplace, his headquarters, his post office, his world. Like an astronomer alone in his observatory, studying myriads of stars every night through the tiny round lens of the telescope, observing their mysterious courses, their wandering multitude as they are extinguished and then appear again, so Jakob Mendel looked through his glasses out from that rectangular table into the other universe of books, also eternally circling and being reborn in that world above our own.
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books
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knowledge
love
obsession
reading
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Stefan Zweig |
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"In the end, it was the little details of the wedding that Daphne remembered. There were tears in her mother's eyes (and then eventually on her face), and Anthony's voice had been oddly hoarse when he stepped forward to give her away. Hyacinth had strewn her rose petals too quickly, and there were none left by the time she reached the altar. Gregory sneezed three times before they even got to their vows. And she remembered the look of concentration on Simon's face as he repeated his vows. Each syllable was uttered slowly and carefully. His eyes burned with intent, and his voice was low but true. To Daphne, it sounded as if nothing in the world could possibly be as important as the words he spoke as they stood before the archbishop. Her heart found comfort in this; no man who spoke his vows with such intensity could possibly view marriage as a mere convenience. A shiver raced down Daphne's spine, causing her to sway. In just a moment, she would belong to this man forever. Simon's head turned slightly, his eyes darting to her face. his eyes asked. She nodded, a tiny little jog of her chin that only he could see. Something blazed in his eyes--could it be relief? Gregory sneezed for a fourth time, then a fifth and sixth, completely obliterating the archbishop's "man and wife." Daphne felt a horrifying bubble of mirth pushing up her throat. She pressed her lips together, determined to maintain an appropriately serious facade. Marriage, after all, was a solemn institution, and not one to be treating as a joke. She shot a glance at Simon, only to find that he was looking at her with a queer expression. His pale eyes were focused on her mouth, and the corners of his lips began to twitch. Daphne felt that bubble of mirth rising ever higher. Simon grabbed her with almost desperate arms, his mouth crashing down on hers with a force that drew a collective gasp from the small assemblage of guests. And then both sets of lips--bride and groom--burst into laughter, even as they remained entwined. Violet Bridgerton later said it was the oddest kiss she'd ever been privileged to view. Gregory Bridgerton--when he finished sneezing--said it was disgusting. The archbishop, who was getting on in years, looked perplexed. But Hyacinth Bridgerton, who at ten should have known the least about kisses of anyone, just blinked thoughtfully, and said, "I think it's nice. If they're laughing now, they'll probably be laughing forever." She turned to her mother. "Isn't that a good thing?" Violet took her youngest daughter's hand and squeezed it. "Laughter is always a good thing, Hyacinth. And thank you for reminding us of that." And so it was that the rumor was started that the new Duke and Duchess of Hastings were the most blissfully happy and devoted couple to be married in decades. After all, who could remember another wedding with so much laughter?"
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Why, Mr. Anderson?, Why, why?. Why do you do it? Why, why get up?. Why keep fighting?. Do you believe you're fighting...for something?. For more than your survival?. Can you tell me what it is?. Do you even know?; Is it freedom?, Or truth?. Perhaps peace?. Could it be for love? Illusions, Mr. Anderson. Vagaries of perception. Temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to justify an existence that is without meaning or purpose. And all of them as artificial as the Matrix itself, although... only a human mind could invent something as insipid as love. You must be able to see it, Mr. Anderson. You must know it by now, You can't win. It's pointless to keep fighting. Why, Mr. Anderson?. Why?, Why do you persist?. Agent Smith ( Matrix Revolutions Movie, 2003 ).
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existence
fight
freedom
human-beings
illusions
love
matrix
passion
perception
persistence
survival
survival-instinct
truth
why
why-we-live
win
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William Irwin |
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Yo de Lily me enamore como un becerro, la forma mas romantica de enamorarse --se decia tambien templarse al cien--...
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enamorarse
love
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Mario Vargas Llosa |
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For they had lived together long enough to know that love was always love, anytime and any place, but it was more solid the closer it came to death.
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love
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Gabriel García Márquez |