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True friends are always together in spirit.
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friendship
true-friends
together-in-spirit
together
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L.M. Montgomery |
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True friends are always together in spirit. (Anne Shirley)
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friendship
true-friends
together-in-spirit
together
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L.M. Montgomery |
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I think you're still the only person sharp enough to sharpen someone like me.
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love
together
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Veronica Roth |
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When you meet someone so different from yourself, in a good way, you don't even have to kiss to have fireworks go off. It's like fireworks in your heart all the time. I always wondered, do opposites really attract? Now I know for sure they do. I'd grown up going to the library as often as most people go to the grocery store. Jackson didn't need to read about exciting people or places. He went out and found them, or created excitement himself if there wasn't any to be found. The things I like are pretty simple. Burning CDs around themes, like Songs to Get You Groove On and Tunes to Fix a Broken Heart; watching movies; baking cookies; and swimming. It's like I was a salad with a light vinaigrette, and Jackson was a platter of seafood Cajun pasta. Alone, we were good. Together, we were fantastic.
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opposites
together
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Lisa Schroeder |
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She had no need to ask why he had come. She knew as certainly as if he had told her that he was here to be where she was.
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unspoken
together
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Leo Tolstoy |
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Everything that comes together falls apart. Everything. The chair I'm sitting on. It was built, and so it will fall apart. I'm gonna fall apart, probably before this chair. And you're gonna fall apart. The cells and organs and systems that make you you--they came together, grew together, and so must fall apart. The Buddha knew one thing science didn't prove for millennia after his death: Entropy increases. Things fall apart.
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science
decomposition
entropy
fall-apart
together
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John Green |
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I'm small, I'm young - and I'm so different. You've always respected that difference, and you've always trusted it. Trust me now. There's a reason I am the way I am, and there's a reason I was born to you. There's always a reason. We belong together.
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reason
trust
difference
together
different
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Dean Koontz |
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But we are strong, each in our purpose, and we are all more strong together.
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strength
together-in-spirit
together
purpose
strong
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Bram Stoker |
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"Oh, look, the lights are so pretty," I said dreamily, having just noticed them. I smiled at the way the lights were dancing overhead, pink and yellow and blue. I felt some pressure on my arm and thought, I should look over and see what's going on, but then the thought was gone, sliding away like Jell-O off a hot car hood. "Fang?" "Yeah. I'm here." I struggled to focus on him. "I'm so glad you're here." "Yeah, I got that." "I don't know what I'd do without you." I peered up at him, trying to see past the too-bright lights. "You'd be fine," he muttered. "No," I said, suddenly struck by how unfine I would be. "I would be totally unfine. Totally." It seemed very urgent that he understand this. Again I felt some tugging on my arm, and I really wondered what that was about. Was Ella's mom going to start this procedure any time soon? "It's okay. Just relax." He sounded stiff and nervous. "Just...relax. Don't try to talk." "I don't want my chip anymore," I explained groggily, then frowned. "Actually, I never wanted that chip." "Okay," said Fang. "We're taking it out." "I just want you to hold my hand." "I am holding your hand." "Oh. I knew that." I drifted off for a few minutes, barely aware of anything, but feeling Fang's hand still in mine. "Do you have a La-Z-Boy somewhere?" I roused myself to ask, every word an effort. "Um, no," said Ella's voice, somewhere behind my head. "I think I would like a La-Z-Boy," I mused, letting my eyes drift shut again. "Fang, don't go anywhere." "I won't. I'm here." "Okay. I need you here. Don't leave me." "I won't." "Fang, Fang, Fang," I murmured, overwhelmed with emotion. "I love you. I love you sooo much." I tried to hold out my arms to show how much, but I couldn't move them. "Oh, jeez," Fang said, sounding strangled."
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comfort
friends
friendship
love
dizziness
don-t-go
operation
saying-i-love-you
holding-hands
procedure
together
otp
i-love-you
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James Patterson |
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I stare at the stars... And even though there are so many and they look so close together, I know they are light years apart. The glitter in the sky looks as if I could scoop it all up in my hands and let the stars swirl and touch one another, but they are so distant, so very far apart, that they cannot feel the warmth of each other, even though they are made of burning. , I tell myself. .
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stars
love
togetherness
together
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Beth Revis |
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It was in their friendship they just wanted to run forever, shadow and shadow.
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friends
friendship
descriptions
together
friend
shadows
running
childhood
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Ray Bradbury |
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I have no word of yours to assure me that our brief friendship held for you the same significance it held for me, but I must go on believing so. Every hope of the future is meaningless unless I have faith that you and I will share it together.
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future
hope
love
letter
together
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Elizabeth George Speare |
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It's a privilege to love someone, to truly love them; and while it's paradisaical if she or he loves you back, it's unfair to demand or expect reciprocity. We should consider ourselves luck, honored, blessed that we possess the capacity to feel tenderness of such magnitude and be grateful even when that love is not returned. Love is the only game in which we win even when we lose.
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gratitude
turbulence
idealization
together
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Tom Robbins |
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We are both going to pray that we may live together all our lives and die the same day.
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live
friends
together
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L.M. Montgomery |
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sadness
together
novel
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Nicholas Sparks |
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We were one thing. A whole thing. You and I and Nighteyes. I felt a strange sort of peace. As if all the parts of me were finally in one place. All the missing bits that would make me a complete... thing.' I shook my head. 'Words don't read that far.
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whole
together
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Robin Hobb |
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Everything has a past, a voice, existed at some point, even things as small and seemingly meaningless as a house in a huge suburb. It's a house like every other house... but at some point a family lived there, made it theirs, made it important. When people forget that history, that somebody at some point thought the house mattered, it just becomes an empty pile of nailed wood and brick and concrete that gets torn down for some strip mall or chain store to take its place... and that's what happens more and more now, everything is disposable, always replaced with no thought at all. That's where things get lost, memories get lost, humanity slips through the cracks, because when we all fail to pay attention to the things that make up our lives, we're no longer human at all, not really.
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earth
human
family
hope
life
material
together
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Rebecca McNutt |
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When we build, we build on the shoulders of those who came before us. And when we fall apart, those who came before us help put us back together.
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together
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Mitch Albom |
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"I don't want anything else bad to happen," she whispered, her voice choked with tears. "I'm so sick to death of bad things happening, of seeing bad things that happened in the past! And I'm guilty of so many things. I'm sorry that I killed Mrs. Matthias and wrecked her stupid greenhouse back in the Eighties and I'm sorry I left you here alone while I went around the world." "I wasn't alone though, I knew you were doing what you wanted to do and that you were still alive, so I wasn't really alone, I knew you were still there somewhere," Alecto told her. His damaged smile and downcast, sorrowful eyes were draped in the shadow of the night, saving Mandy the trouble of seeing."
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hopelessness
grief
murder
travel
world
sorrow
death
friendship
love
greenhouse
eighties
apart
lonliness
damaged
bad
together
omen
friend
crying
shadow
smile
tears
trouble
guilt
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Rebecca McNutt |
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Or was Chris thinking, as I was, that if we went to the police and told our story, our faces would be splashed on the front pages of every newspaper in the country? Would the glare of publicity make up for what we'd lose? Our privacy-our need to stay together? Could we lose each other just to get even?
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story
front-page
newpaper
faces
lose
together
privacy
newspapers
thinking
police
stories
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V.C. Andrews |
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They would get their shit together, and keep it together, and maintain it neatly and in good working order.
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tim-o-brien
together
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Tim O'Brien |
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Below Les Avants there was a chalet where the pension was wonderful and we would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright.
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stars
love
together
night
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Ernest Hemingway |
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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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sorrow
death
love
whole
fitz
nighteyes
together
fool
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Robin Hobb |
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Each of us has been falling apart since day one, Chase. We just have to find a way to fall apart together.
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friendship
together
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Brian K. Vaughan |
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He gave a final shake of his coat. I go to the hunt!
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love
fitz
hunt
nighteyes
the-hunt
together
fool
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Robin Hobb |
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Though these tales of psychotherapy abound with the words patient and therapist, do not be misled by such terms: these are everyman, everywoman stories. Patienthood is ubiquitous; the assumption of the label is largely arbitrary and often dependent more on cultural, educational, and economic factors than on the severity of pathology. Since therapists, no less than patients, must confront these givens of existence, the professional posture of disinterested objectivity, so necessary to scientific method, is inappropriate. We psychotherapists simply cannot cluck with sympathy and exhort patients to struggle resolutely with their problems. We cannot say to them you and your problems. Instead, we must speak of us and our problems, because our life, our existence, will always be riveted to death, love to loss, freedom to fear, and growth to separation. We are, all of us, in this together.
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therapist
together
psychotherapy
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Irvin D. Yalom |
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It's great to just be here with you, watching the world go by.
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love
together
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Zadie Smith |