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I was born when she kissed me. I died when she left me. I lived a few weeks while she loved me. ↗

— Humphrey Bogart

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I am a mess. Like that MargieMocha, I am spilled across a floor, but there's nobody to mop me up. I have only one thing to show for the day: Perry Delloplane. The sound of a name. It is a grape in my mouth. I roll it over and over on my tongue--perrydelloplaneperrydelloplaneperrydelloplaneperrydelloplane--but when I try to crush it with my teeth, it slips away. ↗

— Jerry Spinelli

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Love is a tempestuous mistress. And none of us shall ever master her. ↗

— Lisa Ann Sandell

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Truth is handsomer than the affectation of love. Your goodness must have some edge to it--else it is none. ↗

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

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I wouldered if he could ever understand that it was a blessing, not a sin, to be graced with more than one love. It could be complicated; of course it could be complicated. And it opened one up to the possibility of more pain and loss. Still, it was a blessing I would never relinquish. Love, genuine love, was always a cause for joy. ↗

— Jacqueline Carey

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They were beyond the present, outside time, with no memories and no future. There was nothing but obliterating sensation, thrilling and swelling, and the sound of fabric on fabric and skin on fabric as their limbs slid across each other in this restless, sensuous wrestling. ... They moved closer, deeper and then, for seconds on end, everything stopped. Instead of an ecstatic frenzy, there was stillness. They were stilled not by the astonishing fact of arrival, but by an awed sense of return - they were face to face in the gloom, staring into what little they could see of each other's eyes, and now it was the impersonal that dropped away. ↗

— Ian Mcewan

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Even then, at nine years old, I wanted to live inside her body. I wanted to melt into her bones - THAT kind of love. ↗

— Tim O'Brien

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If you know why you fall in love, you aren't in love ↗

— Luciano Pavarotti

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The dead live." "How do they live?" "By love. ↗

— John Fowles

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Last year, when he had been staying with the Pevensies, he had managed to hear them all talking of Narnia and he loved teasing them about it. He thought of course that they were making it all up; and as he was far too stupid to make anything up himself, he did not approve of that. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

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