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Fermina Daza había rechazado a Florentino Ariza en un destello de madurez que pagó de inmediato con una crisis de lástima, pero nunca dudó de que su decisión había sido certera. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#pain #relationship #sadness #split #love

If you say you can't, you won't! The only thing holding you back from success is yourself. ↗

— Jody Provost

#life-philosophy #love #success #love

Sa nakikita ko sa’yo, nauntog ka na at na-realize mo nang infatuated ka lang sa kanya. Alam mo kasi Jelle, kapag nagkagusto ka sa isang lalaki o kapag mahal mo ang isang lalaki, wala ang standard-standard na ‘yan. ↗

— Marione Ashley

#phr #pocketbook #love

...fine love poetry tends to be written when the object of one's affection is at a safe distance; also, it often reflects a love of words more than a love of women... ↗

— Kate Fox

#poetry #love

Just as He had been doing even before the moment I consciously embarked on this journey, He revealed to me that it was all about love. It always has been—before the foundations of the earth—and it always will be—throughout eternity. The answers I was seeking were found in love, the healing I desperately needed also found in love. The love I sought and so desperately wanted to give was enabled, empowered, and actualized by His divine love. So nothing remains but for me to LOVE as an expression of my appreciation for His love for me: L-live an O-openly V-virtuous E-existence. ↗

— Riisa Renee

#inspirational #love #faith

As they ate, Hippothous told them a tale of love, lust, subterfuge, murder, flight, shipwreck, loss and exile – a tale worthy of a Greek romance. ‘Probably from a fucking Greek romance,’ muttered Calgacus. ↗

— Harry Sidebottom

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I snipped off the stem and took a knee. "For you, my love. A rose by any other name would still smell as sweet as your feet." Jules smacked me on the back of the head. ↗

— B. Justin Shier

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You had not associated saintliness with Chicago? Probably not. But he associates everything he is or ever has been with Chicago, and it would never enter into his mind for an instant that there is in the world any city where he would be or where he would wish to be, more in place than in Chicago. He has grown up with her and loves her like a mother ↗

— G.W. Steevens

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His allure, as he stood there, his face, even with the red swollen eyes, everything about him was gorgeous. ↗

— Maryam Schonbeck

#impossible #love #young-adults #love

He dug so deeply into her sentiments that in search of interest he found love, because by trying to make her love him he ended up falling in love with her. Petra Cotes, for her part, loved him more and more as she felt his love increasing, and that was how in the ripeness of autumn she began to believe once more in the youthful superstition that poverty was the servitude of love. Both looked back then on the wild revelry, the gaudy wealth, and the unbridled fornication as an annoyance and they lamented that it had cost them so much of their lives to find the paradise of shared solitude. Madly in love after so many years of sterile complicity, they enjoyed the miracle of living each other as much at the table as in bed, and they grew to be so happy that even when they were two worn-out people they kept on blooming like little children and playing together like dogs. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

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