#infatuation

Compassionate love may be strong. It sobs, it burns, then it wipes away its tears – and it does nothing. ↗

— Alexander Herzen

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One does silly things when one is twelve. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

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It’s always funny watching something so beautiful not know how beautiful it really is. It’s sad even. ↗

— Holly Hood

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Maybe you’re smiling as I stumble to put my feelings into words. But I’m trying to do her justice, you know? ↗

— James Lusarde

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Was that pity? I think it was. No wonder, I even pity myself. Will the pity make her love me? Make her take me home with her and look after me like the plant? Fucking bastard smug plant. ↗

— Rhona Cameron

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I have to say, her blonde bob was amazing. The delicate way it hugged her face and neck. The softness of it... ↗

— James Lusarde

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Men outlive their love, but they don’t outlive the consequences of their recklessness. ↗

— George Eliot

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What she had realised was that love was that moment when your heart was about to burst. ↗

— Stieg Larsson

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All sorts of yayness floods my brain. Love is such a drug. ↗

— John Green

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I know I am but summer to your heart, And not the full four seasons of the year; And you must welcome from another part Such noble moods as are not mine, my dear. No gracious weight of golden fruits to sell Have I, nor any wise and wintry thing; And I have loved you all too long and well To carry still the high sweet breast of Spring. Wherefore I say: O love, as summer goes, I must be gone, steal forth with silent drums, That you may hail anew the bird and rose When I come back to you, as summer comes. Else will you seek, at some not distant time, Even your summer in another clime. ↗

— Edna St. Vincent Millay

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