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And he was like "The sedative in the blood, blah, blah, four hours, blah, blah, nerdspeak, geektalk -" -Abby ↗

— Christopher Moore

#you-suck #love

If love is a battlefield than Lust is a playground. ↗

— Amanda Rose.

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When two hearts race, both win. ↗

— Dove Chocolate Promise Message

#love #winning #love

The heart that loves must one day grieve. Love and grief are the Goddess's twined gifts. Let the pain in, let it open your heart to compassion. Let me help you bear your grief and then may your heart ease and open to greater love. May the love that flows eternally through the universe embrace and comfort you. p.85 ↗

— Cate Tiernan

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You can't decide how someone will go about loving you. ↗

— Eireann Corrigan

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But against love, the case was solid. Easily argued. And you could, indeed, hold it in your hand. ↗

— Sarah Dessen

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Listen, baby Ain't no mountain high Ain't no valley low Ain't no river wide enough, baby If you need me, call me No matter where you are No matter how far Just call my name I'll be there in a hurry You don't have to worry 'Cause baby, There ain't no mountain high enough Ain't no valley low enough Ain't no river wide enough To keep me from getting to you Remember the day I set you free I told you You could always count on me From that day on I made a vow I'll be there when you want me Some way,some how 'Cause baby, There ain't no mountain high enough Ain't no valley low enough Ain't no river wide enough To keep me from getting to you No wind, no rain My love is alive Way down in my heart Although we are miles apart If you ever need a helping hand I'll be there on the double As fast as I can Don't you know that There ain't no mountain high enough Ain't no valley low enough Ain't no river wide enough To keep me from getting to you Don't you know that There ain't no mountain high enough Ain't no valley low enough Ain't no river wide enough ↗

— Marvin Gaye

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Capacity for love in its higher forms seems to be peculiarly human although even in humans it is still peculiar. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

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I am inhabited by a cry. Nightly it flaps out Looking, with its hooks, for something to love. ↗

— Sylvia Plath

#love #poetry #yearning #love

Being loved is a good thing. A grand thing. The best damned thing of all. ↗

— Lori Wilde

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