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Seule ma peine est ma propriété: Larmes, sueurs et le plus dur effort. Je ne suis plus qu'un objet de pitié Sinon de honte aux yeux d'un monde fort. ↗

— Paul Éluard

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Just as television didn't put an end to radio or the movies (to say nothing of books), I don't think e-books will put an end to hard copies, even for someone like me who loves technology and does not fetishize the physical medium of books. ~ Steven Pinker, author of The Lauguage Instinct, How the Mind Works The Blank Slate and The Stuff of Thought: Language as a Window into Human Nature. ↗

— Leah Price

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They fought because they loved the dance, and the weight of a sword in their hands. The clash and spark of metal and hiss of flame was like music written just for them. They fought for glory, but not for blood. They were Weirlind, heirs of the warrior's stone. And they always slept better with blades beneath their beds. ↗

— The Warrior Heir Cinda Williams Chima pg.

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Sensuality is the total mobilization of the senses: an individual observes his partner intently, straining to catch every sound. ↗

— Milan Kundera

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Love isn't sensible, Red. I think that's the point. ↗

— Jasper Fforde

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To grow up is to find the small part you are playing in the extraordinary drama written by somebody else. ↗

— Madeleine L'Engle

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This is the goddess Fortuna. She brought luck - or took it away. But you'd put up with whatever she did. Because when she decided to favour you, it made everything worthwhile ↗

— Jacqueline Rayner

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There is safety in reserve, but no attraction. One cannot love a reserved person. ↗

— Jane Austen

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For when those walls come down, then love takes over, and it no longer matters what is possible or impossible; it doesn't even matter whether we can keep the loved one at our side. To love is to lose control. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

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Love doesn't make you run away. Love makes you come back. ↗

— Siri Mitchell

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