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With the minivan in the air, rolling counterclockwise, the engine racing, Laurie screaming -- a fraction of a second, that's all -- Jacob would have thought of me -- who had held him, my own baby, looked down into his eyes -- and he would have understood I loved him, no matter what, to the very end -- as he saw the concrete wall flying forward to meet him. ↗

— William Landay

#jacob #love #murder #suicide #tears

Take solace in that, regardless of the fact that the love you had in your mind was lost, it was fairer than any, and you can take that with you forever. ↗

— Taylor Nadeau

#edwin-hubble #fair #loss #love #death

Sometimes you forget how much you love someone, until you realize their smile is like a spotlight shined on your heart. ↗

— Cassia Leo

#smile #home

I was standing in our dining-room thinking of nothing in particular, when a cablegram was put into my hand. It said, 'Susy was peacefully released today.' It is one of the mysteries of our nature that a man, all unprepared, can receive a thunder-stroke like that and live. ↗

— Mark Twain

#death-of-a-loved-one #death

I took one look at his composed face and know he doesn’t understand, because if he did understand, he would be weeping, too, for this boy who loved a world that never loved him. ↗

— Marta Acosta

#love #sad #death

I Believe she thought I had forgotten my station; and yours, sir.' 'Station! Station!-- your station is in my heart, and on the necks of those who would insult you, now or hereafter. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#love #love

Everyone says your first time should be magical. You should be in love. You should feel safe. Because you can't go back once you've done it. That will always be your first time. Years later this is what I'll remember as my first time. That inflated sensation is long gone. Now I just feel nauseous; it s the feeling I get when reality dawns. ↗

— Kerry Cohen

#young-adult #love

Beware what you wish for, unless you have the grace to hope that your luck can be shared. ↗

— Christopher Hitchens

#hopes #luck #love

I want to give just a slight indication of the influence the book has had. I knew that George Orwell, in his second novel, A Clergyman's Daughter , published in 1935, had borrowed from Joyce for his nighttime scene in Trafalgar Square, where Deafie and Charlie and Snouter and Mr. Tallboys and The Kike and Mrs. Bendigo and the rest of the bums and losers keep up a barrage of song snatches, fractured prayers, curses, and crackpot reminiscences. But only on my most recent reading of Ulysses did I discover, in the middle of the long and intricate mock-Shakespeare scene at the National Library, the line 'Go to! You spent most of it in Georgina Johnson's bed, clergyman's daughter.' So now I think Orwell quarried his title from there, too. ↗

— Christopher Hitchens

#george-orwell #influence #james-joyce #literary-criticism #literature

Se estás a tentar apagá-la da memória vias ter uma vida miserável e infeliz à tua frente. As recordações das pessoas que amámos não se apagam. Não se esquecem. Apenas aprendemos a viver sem elas. E enquanto não fores capaz de lhe guardar um lugar pacífico no teu coração terás dificuldade em sentir as mesmas coisas extraordinárias por outra pessoa. ↗

— Duarte Monteiro

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