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"If I am destined to be happy with you here-how short is the longest Life-I wish to believe in immortality-I wish to live with you for ever."
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"Eternity is a long time, but only a day when you are in love."
"The strongest bond in the universe is when two souls unite to become one."
"Love is the only criminal who, after stealing your heart, convinces you to celebrate her."
"Love only knocks on your heart's door when certain it has the right address."
"Love rewards you more in a moment than pleasure could in a lifetime."
"Benedick: I protest I love thee.Beatrice: Why, then, God forgive me!Benedick: What offence, sweet Beatrice?Beatrice: You have stayed me in a happy hour: I was about toprotest I loved you.Benedick: And do it with all thy heart.Beatrice: I love you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest."
"If you sweep a woman off of her feet, make sure your character is strong enough to keep her in the air."
"I miss you", is how she entices you. "I want you", is how she charms you. "I need you", is how she entraps you. "I love you", is how she imprisons you."
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"He ne'er is crowned with immortality Who fears to follow where airy voices lead."
"Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?"
"I have two luxuries to brood over in my walks, your loveliness and the hour of my death. O that I could have possession of them both in the same minute."
"Poetry should... should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance."
"I have good reason to be content,for thank God I can read andperhaps understand Shakespeare to his depths."
"But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy waysI cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet..Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves."
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