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Love, genuine passionate love, was his for the first time.
The Call of the Wild, Jack London

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Vanity was stronger than love at sixteen and there was no room in her hot heart now for anything but hate.
Gone With the Wind, Margaret Mitchell

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I loved something I made up, something that’s just as dead as Melly is. I made a pretty suit of clothes and fell in love with it. And when Ashley came riding along, so handsome, so different, I put that suit on him and made him wear it whether it fitted him or not. And I wouldn’t see what he really was. I kept on loving the pretty clothes—and not him at all.
Gone With the Wind, Margaret Mitchell

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I’d cut up my heart for you to wear if you wanted it.
Gone With the Wind, Margaret Mitchell

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You are part of my existence, part of myself. You have been in every line I have ever read, since I first came here, the rough common boy whose poor heart you wounded even then. You have been in every prospect I have ever seen since – on the river, on the sails of the ships, on the marshes, in the clouds, in the light, in the darkness, in the wind, in the woods, in the sea, in the streets. You have been the embodiment of every graceful fancy that my mind has ever become acquainted with. The stones of which the strongest London buildings are made, are not more real, or more impossible to displace with your hands, than your presence and influence have been to me, there and everywhere, and will be. Estella, to the last hour of my life, you cannot choose but remain part of my character, part of the little good in me, part of the evil.
Great Expectations, Charles Dickens

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Love? What is it? Most natural painkiller what there is.
Last Words: The Final Journals of William S. Burroughs, William S. Burroughs

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Stories were full of hearts broken by love, but what really broke a heart was taking away its dream — whatever the dream might be.
The Patriot, Pearl S. Buck

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The world is indeed full of peril and in it there are many dark places. But still there is much that is fair. And though in all lands, love is now mingled with grief, it still grows, perhaps, the greater.
The Fellowship of the Ring, J.R.R. Tolkien

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She knew whose love she doubted. It wasn’t her parents’ and it wasn’t her friends: It was her own.
Forever In Blue, Ann Brashares

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One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving.
The Alchemist, Paulo Coelho

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