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Out of my thoughts! You are part of my existence, part of myself. You have been in every line I have ever read, since I first came here, the rough common boy whose poor heart you wounded even then. ↗

— Charles Dickens

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What? Do you dare smile and suggest for a moment that just because of the Absence between us I cannot make myself vivid to you? Ho! Silly boy! Don't you know that the plainest sort of black ink throbs more than some blood—and the touch of the softest hand is a harsh caress compared to the touch of a reasonably shrewd pen? Here—now, I say—this very moment: Lift this letter of mine to your face, and swear—if you're honestly able to—that you can't smell the rose in my hair! ↗

— Eleanor Hallowell Abbott

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We're moving towards such a strange time.A time when all our moral choices will be complicated and compromised by our love of progress ↗

— Michel Faber

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Love is a common word that most people just toss around. ↗

— Sierra Parrett

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I want you to smile so that I can reflect back one for you…That's my best I can give for you. ↗

— Bhavya

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His mum had loved her ornaments, as she called them, but when she died, his dad waited about a week before boxing them up and giving them to a charity shop. “I loved your mum, Quinton,” he’d said, “but I hate them fuckin’ porcelaincats. ↗

— India Drummond

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I wake to sleep and take my waking slow. I feel my fate in what I cannot fear. I learn by going whereI have to go.....Great Nature has another thing to do To you and me, so take the lively air, And, lovely, learn by going where to go. ↗

— Theodore Roethke

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Where but in the very asshole of comedown is redemption: as where but brought low, where but in the grief of failure, loss, error do we discern the savage afflictions that turn us around: where but in the arrangements love crawls us through ↗

— A.R. Ammons

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Could a love of that magnitude die? If it was true love, could it ever die? Was there such a thing as true love? ↗

— Mary Balogh

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Oh thrice fools are we who like new-born princes weeping in the cradle know not that there is a kingdom before them then let our Lord's sweet hand square us and hammer us and strike off the knots of pride self-love and world-worship and infidelity that He may make us stones and pillars in His Father's house. ↗

— Samuel Rutherford

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