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One could not live forever, though, upon memories and dreams. One could not forever ignore the fact that one was alone and that perhaps one would be alone for the rest of one's life.
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Mary Balogh |
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Negativity could be frighteningly contagious.
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Mary Balogh |
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Living is not merely a matter of staying alive, is it? It is what you do with your life and the fact of your survival that counts.
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Mary Balogh |
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Why say something," he asked her, "if your words mean nothing?" --
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Mary Balogh |
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He wished he understood women better. It was a well-known fact that they did not mean half of what they said. But which half did they mean?
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Mary Balogh |
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Hugo could cheerfully have died of mortification - if such a mass of contradictions had been possible.
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Mary Balogh |
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The comforting thing about difficult days, Chloe had learned from experience, was that the sun rose at the start of them and set at the end just as it did on any other day. And there was always the assurance of better days ahead.
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It is a common failing of men. They see someone they consider beautiful and desirable and eligible, and they imagine that they love her. In fact, though, they love themselves reflected in her eyes.
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Mary Balogh |
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All people, he thought with a sigh as he left the room, had their own demons to be fought--or not fought. Perhaps that was what life was all about. Perhaps life was a test to see how well we deal with our own particular demons, and how much sympathy we show others as they tread their own particular path through life. You do not still hate her?" she asked as he moved her off to the side of the path for an open carriage that was coming toward..
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But it was possible to teach what one could not practice.
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Aloneness is not always the same thing as loneliness.
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Mary Balogh |
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The only thing you can neither plan nor control, my dearest love, the duke had once told her, is love itself. When you find it, you must yield to it. But only if it is the one and only true passion of your life. Never if it is anything less than that, or life will consume you. But how am I to know? She had asked him. You will know.
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Life so often becomes a determined, relentless avoidance of pain - of one's own, of other people's. But sometimes pain has to be acknowledged and even touched so that one can move into it and through it and past it. Or else be destroyed by it.
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There is a l-life lesson here for all of us, is there, M-Mrs. Keeping?" he asked her. "We should all and always look upward, and all our t-troubles will be at an end?" She smiled. "If only life were that simple." "But for daffodils it is," he said. "We are not daffodils."
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The wind was cold and cut into her even though it was at her back, but she loved the wild sound and the salt smell of it and the deepened sense of solitude it brought.
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Mary Balogh |
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I prefer to think of marriage as an equality of give and take.
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Mary Balogh |
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I will love you all my life and even beyond that," he said. "You will always be my only love."
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Mary Balogh |
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Leave love to take its course.
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The longing for something beyond yourself, beyond anything you have ever known or dreamed of?
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Mary Balogh |
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war often wounds the soul as deeply as it does the body, sometimes more so.
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But one never quite reached the point at which one could relax and know that one had made it through to the other side of suffering and could now be simply content, even happy, inside a balanced mix of body, mind, and spirit.
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Mary Balogh |
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She had held her life to an even keel by killing all deep feeling, by living upon the surface of life.
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Mary Balogh |
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What do you not have, Lord Hardford?" she asked. "For no one has everything, you know, or even nearly everything."
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Mary Balogh |
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life was not easy. And what an earth-shatteringly original observation that was.
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Mary Balogh |
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There is no such thing as time. There is only our reaction to the inexorable progress of life.
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Mary Balogh |
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this has been a birthday best forgotten." "Most birthdays are, milord," his man said agreeably"
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Mary Balogh |
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It was hard to leave. But it was impossible to stay. He was leaving from choice because he was young and energetic and adventurous and had long wanted to carve a life of his own. He was going to new possibility, new dreams. But he was leaving behind places and people. And though, being young, he was sure he would see them all again some day, he knew too that many years might pass before he did so. It was not easy to leave.
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Mary Balogh |
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We would have met again some other time or in some other place,' he said. 'We would have been given other chances. Life recognizes the unpredictability of our movements in any given life. Somehow we would have met, Jane. We were determined that it would be so before we entered this life.
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This was it. This was what she had longed for throughout the lonely years of her girlhood. Suddenly she felt lonelier than she had ever felt. And so excited she could barely breathe, Tresham stepped up beside her, drew her arm through his again, set his free hand lightly over hers, and said not a word. She had never loved him more.
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Mary Balogh |
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Was something worth having, though, if it didn't present a challenge?
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But it is only people who have plenty of money who can despise it. To the rest of us it is important. It can at least put food in our stomachs clothes on our backs, and it can at least feed our dreams.
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Mary Balogh |
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Had he healed one wound only to open another?
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There was at least as much to learn as there was to be taught.
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Mary Balogh |
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She was not sure that her deafness had strengthened her character. She was not even sure she had met a challenge. A silent world was as natural to her as a noisy one must be to them, she reflected. But people tended to assume that deaf persons could function as people only if they learned to conform to a world of sound. What about the challenge of silence? Very few people of hearing ever accepted it or even knew that there was a challenge t..
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Mary Balogh |
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If there were no illusions, there would bo no disillusionment. But then one would have no fond memories either, with which fortify oneself against the pain of the reality.
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Mary Balogh |
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He wished someone in the course of history had thought of striking that word and all its derivatives from the English Language - happy, happier, happiest, happiness. What the devil did the words really mean anyway? Why not just the word pleasure, which was far more... well, pleasant.
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Love does not deck the beloved in chains. It just is.
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Mary Balogh |
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He loved me," she said, her voice leaden. "It is so easy to take love for granted when one has always had it. I knew he loved me as I loved him, but I did not realize perhaps how much until all love was removed."
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Mary Balogh |
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I Know what you meant when you told me she was full of love and brimming over with it. And so innocent that one fears for her. Perhaps we ought not to fear for such people but for ourselves whose experience has taught us not to trust one another or life itself.
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Mary Balogh |
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siempre se disfruta de libertad a menos que estemos encarcelados
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Mary Balogh |
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If you want something, my dearest love, the duke had once told her, you will never get it. Want is a timid, abject word. It implies that you know you will be left wanting, that you know you do not deserve the object of your desire but can only hope for a miracle. You must expect that object instead, and it will be yours. There is no such thing as a miracle.
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Mary Balogh |
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One should love from a position of wholeness. One should have a firm and rich sense of self no matter what. For there is always pain--it cannot be avoided in this life, more's the pity. But pain should not destroy the person who feels it.
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Mary Balogh |
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Miss Blanche Heyward, opera dancer, would have made a superlative drill sergeant if she had just been a man.
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Mary Balogh |
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Aprendi a ficar quieta e a parar de fazer coisas, de ouvir e ate de pensar. Aprendi a ser. Aprendi que quase qualquer lugar pode ser um desses lugares especiais, caso eu o permita. Talvez tenha aprendido a encontrar esse lugar dentro de mim.
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