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Distance never separates two hearts that really care, for our memories span the miles and in seconds we are there. But whenever I start feeling sad, because I miss you, I remind myself how lucky I am to have someone so special to miss. |
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The learned are not agreed as to the time when the Gospel of John was written; some dating it as early as the year 68, others as late as the year 98; but it is generally conceded to have been written after all the others. |
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The pain of having a broken heart is not so much as to kill you, yet not so little as to let you live. |
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On the other hand, I mean, that is what writers have always been supposed to do, was to rely on their own devices and to - I mean, writing is a lonely business. |
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I started dating older men, and I would fall in love with them. I thought they could teach me about life. |
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It is better to have too much courtesy than too little, provided you are not equally courteous to all, for that would be injustice. |
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The sudden disappointment of a hope leaves a scar which the ultimate fulfillment of that hope never entirely removes. |
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For you see, each day I love you moreToday more than yesterday and less than tomorrow. |
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And while I stood there I saw more than I can tell and I understood more than I saw; for I was seeing in a sacred manner the shapes of all things in the spirit, and the shape of all shapes as they must live together like one being. |
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What shall I do with all the days and hoursThat must be counted ere I see thy face?How shall I charm the interval that lowersBetween this time and that sweet time of grace? |
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