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At first it was simply liking, Nastenka, but now, now ! I am just in the same position as you were when you went to him with your bundle. In a worse position than you, Nastenka,because he cared for no one else as you do. ↗

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky

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Artiku tidak bergantung dari kehadiranku, tetapi pada cintaku dan cinta yang diberikan kepadaku yang tak akan pernah tak hadir. Karenanya, sekali aku menyalakan rumah ini, nyala itu akan tetap tak akan pernah padam. ↗

— Putu Wijaya

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Where does love go? When something you have taped on the wall falls off, what has happened to the stickum? It has relaxed. It has accumulated an assortment of hairs and fuzzies. It has said "Fuck it" and given up. It doesn't go anywhere special, it's just gone. Energy is created, and then it is destroyed. So much for the laws of physics. So much for chemistry. So much for not so much. ↗

— Lorrie Moore

#relationships #love

i love you,mary",he says and that is when i let the tears come.The great heaving sobs of terror and pain that shake my body until i can do nothing but grab on to Travis to anchor me to this spot.He pulls me toward him and i curl around his body as I weep. I fall into darkness with his fingers trailing through my har, my cheeks still wet and my body heaving. ↗

— Carrie Ryan

#the-forest-of-hands-and-teeth #love

I have you fast in my fortress, And will not let you depart, But put you down into the dungeon, In the round-tower of my heart, And there will I keep you forever, Yes, forever and a day, Till the walls shall crumble to ruin, And moulder in the dust away! ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#poems #love

Children are the closest we have to wisdom, and they become adults the moment that final drop of everything mysterious is strained from them. ↗

— Simon Van Booy

#childhood #children #mystery #wisdom #love

أريدُ أن أنسى كل شيء وأتذكرك ↗

— ياسر حارب

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If you love a person, you should show it in adundance, not reserve it for special occasions like fine china. ↗

— Bryan Cohen

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تَغْرُبُ الدموع عندما يُشرِقُ مَن نُحِب ↗

— ياسر حارب

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She had a hundred reasons: because Bear had carved a statue of her in the center of the topiary garden, because she could always make him laugh, because he'd let her return to the station, because he won at chess and lost at hockey, because he ran as fast as he could to polar bear births, because he had seal breath even as a human, because his hands were soft, because he was her Bear. "Because i want my husband back," Cassie said. ↗

— Sarah Beth Durst

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