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"I've wept enough in my life. I have no tears left."
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"Misery is a river of tears that whispers my name in a constant hiss."
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"People do not die for us immediately, but remain bathed in a sort of aura oflife which bears no relation to true immortality but through which theycontinue to occupy our thoughts in the same way as when they were alive. Itis as though they were traveling abroad."
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"All winter the acorns and red Maple leaf moldered in silence - in the same way grief is gnawing at me - slowly, imperceptibly... consuming..."
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"For pleasures past I do not grieve, nor perils gathering near; My greatest grief is that I leave nothing that claims a tear."
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"The relatives of a suicide always take it in bad part that he did not remain alive out of consideration for the family dignity."
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"I called Isaac, who cursed life and the universe and God Himself and who said where are the goddamned trophies to break when you need them, and then I realized there was no one else to call, which was the saddest thing. The only person I really wanted to talk to about Augustus Waters's death was Augustus Waters."
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"The effects of loss are acute, and unique to each individual. Not everyone mourns in the same way, but everyone mourns."
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"I felt the unfairness of it, the inarguable injustice of loving someone who might have loved you back but can't due to deadness."
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"There's some ill planet reigns:I must be patient till the heavens lookWith an aspect more favourable. Good my lords,I am not prone to weeping, as our sexCommonly are; the want of which vain dewPerchance shall dry your pities: but I haveThat honourable grief lodged here which burnsWorse than tears drown: beseech you all, my lords,With thoughts so qualified as your charitiesShall best instruct you, measure me; and soThe king's will be perform'd!"
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"I was an infant when my parents died.Thye both were ornithologists. I've triedSo often to evoke them that todayI have a thousand parents. Sadly theyDissolve in their own virtues and recede,But certain words, chance words I hear or read,Such as "bad heart" always to him refer,And "cancer of the pancreas" to her."
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"Do you love me?' he asked instead. 'Because if you don't, I'd wait until you did. I'd wait weeks and months and years."
Love
"I've been waiting for you all night and day,' she said.Froi shivered. He realised that the words came from Quintana the ice maiden. Realised, as he felt his face heating up, that the idea of this Quintana waiting for him with excitement spoke to parts of him he believed to be dormant. And then she winked.'Did I do that right?' she asked. Her smile was lopsided and he saw a glimpse of the teeth.And Froi imagined that he would follow her to the ends of the earth."
Romance
"When it was over, she gathered him in her arms. And told him the terrible irony of her life.That she had wanted to be dead all those years while her brother had been alive. That had been her sin.And this was her penance.Wanting to live when everyone else seemed dead."
Life
"Some of us weren't born for rewards, Froi. We were born for sacrifices."
Sacrifice
"I think my family has come a long way. The sad thing is that so many haven't. So many have stayed in their own little world. Some because they don't want to leave it, others because the world around them won't let them in."
Family
"She knows that feeling too. Of believing that each time someone says her name, it's to tell her that something bad has happened."
Emotion
"I need voices of reason and of hysteria and of empathy. I need to have an Alanis moment. I need advice from Elizabeth Bennett. I need Tim Tams and comfort food."
Life
"Phaedra of Alonso's death was a never-ending pain that gnawed at his insides. It made him a prisoner in his own cottage."
Emotion
"Somehow, even in the worst of times, the tiniest fragments of good survive. It was the grip in which one held those fragments that counted."
Hope
"I hope you're not smoking in front of her,' Lucia says to him.'Yeah, I lie in bed and puff in her face, Lucia,' he says, irritated."
Humor
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