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"Lift your hips for me, love."
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"That would be fine, she said "If we're alone, we'll leave the lamp lighted so that we can see each other, and I can holler as much as I want without anybody's having to butt in, and you can whisper in my ear any crap you can think of."
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"Love may be harder to find in some people, but when they do love you know it must be something marvelous."
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"Love never dies but the affection/passion you have for each other may fade over time when you don't personally connect with each other."
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"There was nothing else in the entire universe, nothing but the two of them together. Her curves, his angles. Her light, his darkness. Her softness, his exquisitely aching hardness. Male. Female."
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"I love you as my shadow loves me."
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Personal Development
"If God were to make a million lovely flowers in your image and plant them in a garden with you among them, I would still know you by your scent and by the feel of your petals and by the crazy way you lean towards my light whenever I draw near."
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"Why is it you tell me the truth only when you've fallen asleep? It's then that you visit me."
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"Come, let us speak with our bodies.Teach me how to please you.I am here to learn.Let us not waste this time.It is the hour of union.ComeAnd after you do,Come again."
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"Some people masturbate to temporarily replace their partners when they are absent, whereas some people do that to temporarily live in the present."
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"The natural term of the affection of the human animal for its offspring is six years."
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"I count everything. Even numbers, odd numbers, multiples of 10. I count the ticks of the clock i count the tocks of the clock I count the lines between the lines on a sheet of paper. I count the broken beats of my heart I count my pulse and my blinks and the number of tries it takes to inhale enough oxygen for my lungs. I stay like this I stand like this I count like this until the feeling stops. Until the tears stop spilling, until my fists stop shaking, until my heart stops aching. There are never enough numbers."
Mental Health
"Lift your hips for me, love."
Affection
"His smile is laced with dynamite."
Smile
"He's wrong he's so he's so wrong he's more wrong than an upside-down rainbow."
Wrong
"My mind is a warehouse of carefully organized human emotions.I lock away the things that do not serve me."
Self
"Maybe I was crazy to consider it, but I'd always hoped that if I were a good enough girl, if I did everything right, if I said the right things or said nothing at all-I thought my parents would change their minds. I thought they would finally listen when I tried to talk. I thought they would give me a chance. I thought they might finally love me. I always had that stupid hope."
Hope
"I feel like I've been split open and stuffed with sunshine."
Emotion
"I am suspended in the moment. Flickering images faded with age, frozen thoughts hovering precariously in dead space, a whirlwind of memories that slice through my soul."
Memory
"I think wow, I imagine this is what it's like to have friends."
Companionship
"Juliette." I close my eyes. He says, "I don't want you to call me Warner anymore." I open my eyes. "I want you to know me," he says, breathless, his fingers pushing a stray strand of hair away from my face. "I don't want to be Warner with you," he says. "I want it to be different now. I want you to call me Aaron."
Affection
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