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"He spiked the dirt, twisted out the deformed rose, tossed it aside. His palms sweated.'Sorry,' Persephone suggested.'Pardon?'She murmured, 'You should say sorry when you kill something.'It took him a moment to realize she meant the rose. 'It was dying anyway.''Dying and dead are different words.'Shamed, Adam muttered an apology...."
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"Why do many souls love darkness than the light?"
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"To doubt is to deny the divinity of being."
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"Men didn't have any idea about regretbefore God felt so once after created us."
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"Sometimes you do not like the situation. But you have to endure for awhile."
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"When you are angry, be still and do not speak."
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"She thought about her cousins in Oklahoma, which was odd, since she'd never spent much time with them. She didn't even know them very well. Now she was sorry about that."
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"The more we know, the more we grief."
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"Reckless youth makes rueful age."
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"Any thoughts of guilt, any feelings of regret, had faded. The desert had baked them out."
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"There are no regrets in life, only experiences. Every experience helps us to be what we can be."
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"So here's my theory, and this is such crap science, I don't have to tell you. It's science without microscopes, blood tests, or reality."
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"The world needs more love at first sight."
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"I was trying to decide if you still had free will as a wolf. If I was a terrible person for planning to drug my girlfriend and drag her back to my house to keep in the basement."
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"I don't trust the ocean, either; it would kill me as soon as not. It doesn't mean I'm afraid of it."
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"He'd only been gone two seconds, but the room got brighter when they were together, as if they were two elements that became brilliant in proximity. At Sam's clumsy efforts to carry the vacuum, Grace smiled a new smile that I thought only he ever got, and he shot her a withering look full of the sort of subtext you could only get from a lot of conversations whispered after dark.It made me think of Isabel, back at her house. We didn't have what Sam and Grace had. We weren't even close to having it. I didn't think what we had could get to this, even if you gave it a thousand years."
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"Memories are like dreams. You remember how you got to the front of the classroom with no clothes on."
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"A symptom," Brendan said, as if love were a disease only humans could catch. But there was something like fondness or respect in his voice. "You're both fools."
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"Many, many readers have written asking me wistfully about the nature of Sam and Grace's relationship, and I can assure you, that sort is absolutely real. Mutual, respectful, enduring love is completely attainable as long as you swear you won't settle for less."
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"His heart hurt with the wanting of it, the hurt no less painful for being difficult to explain."
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"I whisper like the sea in the horse's ear."
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