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But I’ve learned that sometimes, somehow, no matter how much time we spend apart from the ones we care most about, our love for them never fades, for time apart only makes our love grow stronger. ↗

— Rebecah McManus

#love #romance #romance-novels #love

I decided Conrad was right after all. Ilsa was meant to be with Laszlo. That was the way it was always supposed to end. Rick was nothing but a tiny piece of her past, a piece that she would always treasure, but that was all, because history is just that. History. ↗

— Jenny Han

#past-love #romance #love

Even though Xavier was only human, it seemed he could protect me from anything and everything. I wouldn't have been worried if a fire-breathing dragon had torn of the roof, because I knew that Xavier was there. I wondered fleetingly if I was expecting to much og him, but dismissed the idea. ↗

— Alexandra Adornetto

#love #protection #love

There isn’t going to be a ‘next lover,’” Grant said automatically, outraged by the idea. “I’m the only man she’s going to have. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#romance-love #romantic-suspense #love

I don't know how it is...but you seem to think me something wonderful, and indeed, I am not. ↗

— Georgette Heyer

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Unpopular, lonely and loving, Elinor need not trouble, For if she were not so loving, She would not be so miserable. ↗

— Stevie Smith

#lonely #love #loving #miserable #misery

I would far rather have two or three lilies of the valley gathered for me by a person I like, than the most expensive bouquet that could be bought! ↗

— Elizabeth Gaskell

#elizabeth-gaskell #flowers #friends #lily-of-the-valley #love

How could I leave Prim, who is the only person in the world I’m certain I love? ↗

— Suzanne Collins

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Close the laundry door Tiptoe across the floor Keep your clothes on I got all that I can take Teach me how to use The love that people say you made. ↗

— Avett Brothers

#slammed #love

When I am lonely for boys what I miss is their bodies. The smell of their skin, its saltiness. The rough whisper of stubble against my cheek. The strong firm hands, the way they rest on the curve of my back. ↗

— A.M. Harte

#relationships #romance #women #love