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"All is artifice in my world, Constantine. Even me. Especially me. He taught me to be a duchess, to be an impregnable fortress, to be the guardian of my own heart, But he admitted that he could not teach me how or when to allow the fortress to be breached or my heart to be unlocked. It would simply happen, he said. he promised it would, in fact. But how is love to find me, even assuming it is looking?"
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"I think this'll definitely tide me over while we're apart,Bones laughed, dragging me into his arms with far more strength and quickness than was fair, considering I still had trouble making my limbs operate.'Oh, Kitten, he murmured as his lips dragged down my throat. 'You didn't really think we were done, did you?"
"We are but faint-hearted crusaders...our expeditions are but tours...half the walk is but retracing our steps. We should go forth on the shortest walks, perchance, in the spirit of stirring adventure, never to return, -prepared to send back our embalmed hearts only as relics to our desolate kingdoms...if you have paid your debts and made your will, and settled all your affairs, and are a free man, then you are ready for a walk."
"His eyes ignited into a color found only in the heart of the sun. ''Yes?''''Yes, already. I'll marry you. Yes. Hell, yes. What am I, stupid?"
"I like you so much I don't know what to do with it. My heart beats so fast when I know I'm going to see you again."
"Running with sharp knivesnever got me so farbut running with youseemed lovely."
"Here's another poem,like all others before and after,dedicated to you.There isn't anything left to be saidbut I will spend my lifetrying to put you into words.You who is every goodness,every optimismand hope.Your love is a better fate for methan anything I could wish for.If you are a part of me, then you're the best part.And if you're separate from me, then you are my destination.But I've become a weary traveller,so please,let us never be apart."
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"If you have always suspected your sister of an inclination to madness, it will be my pleasure to confirm your worst fears."
"We are made up of everything we have ever been, Percy. It is the joy and the pain of our individuality. There are no two of us the same."
"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."
"My happiness has to come from within myself or it is too fragile a thing to be of any use to me and too much of a burden to benefit any of my loved ones."
"I am still not used to being the possessor of such a grand title. I believe I shall have to start wearing a purple satin turban and carrying a lorgnette."
"Even friends need private spaces, if only within the depths of their own souls, where no one else is allowed to intrude."
"One longs and longs to be grown up, doesn't one?,' she said, 'I dreamed of being eighteen and having a Season and meeting handsome gentlemen even apart from Dominic and falling in love with them and marrying him and living happily ever after. But life is not nearly as that simple when one finally does grow up."
"Did she ever feel nostalgia for any of her girlhood dreams? But life was made up of a succession of dreams, some few to be realized, most to be set aside as time went on, one or two to persist for a lifetime. It was knowing when to abandon a dream, perhaps, that mattered and distinguished the successful people in life from the sad, embittered persons who never moved on from the first of life's great disappointments. Or from the airy dreamers who never really lived life at all."
"The longing for something beyond yourself, beyond anything you have ever known or dreamed of?"
"Did everyone make the most ghastly blunders at regularly intervals through their life and live to regret them ever afterward? Was everyone's life filled with confusing and contradictory mix of guilt and innocence, hatred and love, concern and unconcern, and any number of other pairings of polar opposites? Or were most people one thing or the other - good or bad, cheerful or crotchety, generous or miserly, and so on."
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