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Helen Hunt Jackson

"When love is at its best, one loves so much that he cannot forget."

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"When love is at its best, one loves so much that he cannot forget."

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Amber Hurdle

"In the morning, when he entered my room, I grumbled, but he was like the sunlight to me, all the same. One cannot defend oneself against those brats. They take hold of you, they hold you fast, they never let you go again. The truth is, that there never was a cupid like that child."

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Amber Hurdle

"You know you are in pure love when you see only the beauty inside you and all around you."

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Amber Hurdle

"These are the quicksilver moments of my childhood I cannot remember entirely. Irresistible and emblematic, I can recall them only in fragments and shivers of the heart."

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Amber Hurdle

"To love is to act."

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Amber Hurdle

"Falling in love is very easy, but staying in love is very difficult."

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Amber Hurdle

"Each day brings new opportunities, allowing you to constantly live with love-be there for others-bring a little light into someone's day. Be grateful and live each day to the fullest."

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Amber Hurdle

"The mind judges in order to love. The heart just loves unconditionally."

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Amber Hurdle

"If there is no love, how can there be passion or reason?"

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Amber Hurdle

"Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: "What! You too?"

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Amber Hurdle

"It did not look like the work of God, but it might have represented the handicraft of a God with a joyous sense of humor, a dancing God who loved mischief as much as prayer, and playfulness as much as mischief."

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Helen Hunt Jackson
"As soon as I began, it seemed impossible to write fast enough - I wrote faster than I would write a letter - two thousand to three thousand words in a morning, and I cannot help it."
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"On the king's gate the moss grew gray; The king came not. They call'd him dead; And made his eldest son, one day, Slave in his father's stead."
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"By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer's best of weather And autumn's best of cheer."
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"Bee to the blossom, moth to the flame; Each to his passion; what's in a name?"
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"The goldenrod is yellow, The corn is turning brown, The trees in apple orchards With fruit are bending down."
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"Motherhood is priced Of God, at price no man may dare To lessen or misunderstand."
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"There cannot be found in the animal kingdom a bat, or any other creature, so blind in its own range of circumstance and connection, as the greater majority of human beings are in the bosoms of their families."
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"There is nothing so skillful in its own defense as imperious pride."
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"When Time is spent, Eternity begins."
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"When the baby dies, On every side Rose stranger's voices, hard and harsh and loud. The baby was not wrapped in any shroud. The mother made no sound. Her head was bowed That men's eyes might not see Her misery."
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