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"Sentimentality - that's what we call the sentiment we don't share."
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"You wereand always will bethat first ever touchto have fertilizedthe groundbeneath my life's treesthat first ever roseto have fragrancedthe rest of my memories."
"Until then her view of time was the present moving forward and devouring the future; she either feared its swiftness (when she was awaiting something difficult) or rebelled at its slowness (when she was awaiting something fine). Now time has a very different look; it is no longer the conquering present capturing the future; it is the present conquered and captured and carried off by the past. She sees a young man disconnecting himself from her life and going away, forevermore out of her reach. Mesmerized, all she can do is watch this piece of her life move off; all she can do is watch it and suffer. She is experiencing a brand-new feeling called nostalgia."
"Sentimentality - that's what we call the sentiment we don't share."
"The tears were back, stinging just behind my eyes. There was blood all over my penguins. I didn't give a damn about the walls and carpet. They could be replaced, but I'd collected those damned stuffed toys over years."
"Sentimentality is the only sentiment that rubs you the wrong way."
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"I had to touch you with my hands, I had to taste you with my tongue; one can't love and do nothing."
"If I stopped loving Him, I would cease to believe in His love. If I loved God, then I would believe in His love for me. It's not enough to need it. We have to love first, and I don't know how. But I need it, how I need it."
"You should dream more, Mr. Wormold. Reality in our century is not something to be faced."
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