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لماذا تكون الأماكن وأشياء الراحلين غريبة علينا بعد رحيل أصحابها ؟ أتراهم يجمعون الألفة معهم في حقائب سفرهم فيغدو كل شيء بعدهم لا يبعث إلا بالألم لأرواحنا ↗

— سعود الشعلان

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For a few brief moments, Matt got to hold Julie in his arms. And that gift? That would stay with him forever. ↗

— Jessica Park

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I am always reborn in her eyes. I think that's what love is: tasting your rebirth over and over and over every single day like the sun when it explodes with fire from the sea. ↗

— Christopher Poindexter

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Love...who needed love? As long as she had her books and her friends and an occasional hookup, she was perfectly content. ↗

— Lauren Conrad

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Do you love me real or not real? ↗

— Suzanne Collins

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People who repress desires often turn, suddenly, into hypocrites. ↗

— Rumi

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I Love you, Hope ↗

— Colleen Hoover

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Neither one of them could turn off their feelings, even with so much time and distance between them. The more they were apart, and the more they weren't allowed to be together, the more they loved each other. ↗

— Donna Lynn Hope

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My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He’s always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being. ↗

— Emily Brontë

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You love me," she said. "That's enough. We love each other." "Yes. Yes, that's true." He smiled. "We are a love story. ↗

— Jodi Lynn Anderson

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