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But Tucker is my choice. I love him. That isn't going to go away. ↗

— Cynthia Hand

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I keep telling myself That you’re just a girl. Another leaf blown across my path Destined to pass on And shrivel into yourself Like all the others. Yet despite my venom You refuse to wither Or fade. You remain golden throughout, And in your gaze I am left to wonder if it is me alone Who feels the fall. ↗

— Kelly Creagh

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I stared at her black hair. It was shiny like the promises in magazines. ↗

— Alice Sebold

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In love we often doubt what we most believe. ↗

— François de La Rochefoucauld

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I have seen them riding seaward on the waves Combing the white hair of the waves blown back When the wind blows the water white and black. We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown Till human voices wake us, and we drown. ↗

— T.S. Eliot

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Dearest Cecilia, You’d be forgiven for thinking me mad, the way I acted this afternoon. The truth is I feel rather light headed and foolish in your presence, Cee, and I don’t think I can blame the heat. ↗

— Ian Mcewan

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For his thirtieth birthday he had filled a whole night-club off Regent Street; people had been queuing on the pavement to get in. The SIM card of his mobile phone in his pocket was overflowing with telephone numbers of all the hundreds of people he had met in the last ten years, and yet the only person he had ever wanted to talk to in all that time was standing now in the very next room. ↗

— David Nicholls

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One of the troubles is this: the heart isn't heart-shaped. ↗

— Julian Barnes

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Love does not last forever, then?" "He asked me the same thing this morning," she said. "No, it does not - not love that has been betrayed. One realizes that one has loved a mirage, someone who never really existed. Not that love dies immediately or soon, even then. But it does die and cannot be revived. ↗

— Mary Balogh

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You are my water. Making love with you is all I need to quench my thirst. Why would I throw this away for water from the ocean? ↗

— Sylvain Reynard

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