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P. G. Wodehouse

"Love is a delicate plant that needs constant tending and nurturing, and this cannot be done by snorting at the adored object like a gas explosion and calling her friends lice."

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"Love is a delicate plant that needs constant tending and nurturing, and this cannot be done by snorting at the adored object like a gas explosion and calling her friends lice."

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"Love cannot endure indifference. It needs to be wanted. Like a lamp, it needs to be fed out of the oil of another's heart, or its flame burns low."

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"Love and attraction is the magnetic language of the heart."

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"Let your love be the light of your life. Now enlighten the whole world with the brightness of that light."

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"The fact is we can only love what we know personally. And we cannot know much. In public affairs, in the rebuilding of civilization, something less dramatic and emotional is needed, namely tolerance."

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"I never wanted children. If I'd been deeply in love with a man and he'd wanted children, it would have been difficult."

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"When you find love you will know. It will be the one thing worth waiting for."

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"Love! In the midst of ugliness, you're my beauty."

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"Either let me love more or let me go."

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