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“She’s wild, unpredictable and dangerous as hell. Not just to my sanity, but to my health. She’s the kind of girl you know you’ll want forever with and forever will still not be enough. But she’s not the type of girl to give forever to you willingly. I’m pretty sure you’d have to drag it out of her kicking and screaming.” - Dominic Delaney -Damaged”

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Book:Damaged
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“A thick, soupy lava p0urs across my chest and dribbles down my spine and breasts. Why shouldn't I have this one thing? I've hoped and prayed and begged, and nothing has worked. A good wife doesn't get angry, and she definitely doesn't blame her husband for anything, but how can I be a good wife without a baby? How can I create a perfect life for us if my husband keeps disappearing, returning home far too late smelling like flowers and sporting bruised lips?”

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Book:Trad Wife
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“Autumn Window: A Night of Wind and Rain The autumn flowers are dead, the leaves are sere; Lamp-light comes soon, the nights grow long again. Outside my window autumn’s signs appear More dismal in the wind and rustling rain. The rustling rain came in such swift downpour It startled me from autumn-dream-filled sleep. Now, in a muse, unable to sleep more, I watch the candle at my bedside weep. The candle weeps down to its socket low, And my heart weeps and desolation feels. Yet the same wind in other courts must blow; The sound of rain through other windows steals. The wind’s chill strikes through quilt and counterpane, The rain drums like a mad clock in my ears, All night, in whispering, monotone refrain, Companion to my own swift-coursing tears. The courtyard now with mist begins to fill, The bamboo’s drip persists without a pause. When will the wind cease and the rain be still, That with its weeping soaks my window’s gauze?”

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Book:The Story of the Stone, or The Dream of the Red Chamber, Vol. 2: The Crab-Flower Club
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“Men spoke of how the heart broke up, but never spoke of how the soul hung speechless in the pause, the void, the terror between the living and the dead; how, all garments rent and cast aside, the naked soul passed over the very mouth of Hell. Once there, there was no turning back; once there, the soul remembered, though the heart sometimes forgot.”

HeartbreakDeath Of A Loved One
Book:Go Tell it on the Mountain (Penguin Modern Classics) by James Baldwin (4-Oct-2001) Paperback
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“Tonight I can write the saddest lines. Write, for example, 'The night is shattered and the blue stars shiver in the distance.' The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. Through nights like this one I held her in my arms. I kissed her again and again under the endless sky. She loved me, sometimes I loved her too. How could one not have loved her great still eyes. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her. To hear the immense night, still more immense without her. And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture. What does it matter that my love could not keep her. The night is shattered and she is not with me. This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance. My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. My sight searches for her as though to go to her. My heart looks for her, and she is not with me. The same night whitening the same trees. We, of that time, are no longer the same. I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her. My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing. Another's. She will be another's. Like my kisses before. Her voice. Her bright body. Her infinite eyes. I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long. Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer and these the last verses I write for her.”

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Book:Selected poems
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“Feelings can’t always be mutual. Love tends to fizzle out over time. And even though everyone knows that, it doesn’t stop anyone from falling in love. I guess it’s the same with life. We all know it has to end someday, but even so, we act as if we’re going to live forever.”

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Book:If Cats Disappeared from the World
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“February Freeze (Sonnet) There is a difference between error and evil, there is a difference between mistake and malice. People who abandon you at your slightest mistake are not your people, don't turn cold and bitter - don't turn into the thing that hurt you, everybody must choose their own joy and truth. Only apes and robots chase after perfection, humans cherish imperfection as a sign of life; those who build castles in the air are too full of themselves to see, that perfection is a lie. Everyone can love you when you have everything, but one who loves you when you have nothing that’s the person who truly cares for you. Anybody can admire you when you're strong, but bonding happens through vulnerability - commitment is proven not through perfection, but in affection through imperfection.”

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Book:Hazrat-e Humanity: The Uncultured Polyglot
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“Bonfire of Broken Hearts by Stewart Stafford A shivering man craving warmth, Mustn't let the fire consume him, Despite temptation heat flares, In arousal-seared microseconds. Lured in with passion's promise, A stray spark or lick of flame is all Love ignites into walking fireball— Devotion's immolation sacrifice. On a cracked cardiac bonfire, Toughened muscles take time to burn, An atrophied, coarse chest slump, Once burned it is charcoal brittle. In the hall of mirrors' reflection, ICU, but do you see any of me? No salve - a scorched psyche set free. © 2026, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.”

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Author:Stewart Stafford
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“I think the heart is like a guitar string. The times when things get really rough and you don't know what to do... ...it feels like a string inside your chest is being wound tighter and tighter. When it's stretched to its limit like that, it hurts when it's struck. Sometimes it breaks. And you think there's no way it'll ever be fixed. But then... ...if someone comes along and brings you a new string... ...wouldn't that help heal the damage... ...at least a little?”

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Book:ギヴン 2 [Given 2]
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“I’ll make you swallow a firing sea.”

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Book:SONG FOR YOU / CÂNTEC PENTRU TINE (Bilingual English–Romanian Edition / Ediție bilingvă engleză–română / 2025): Poems of Love, Madness & Resurrection / ... nebunie și renaștere
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“He kneels beside her, does the things we instinctively do: lowers an ear to her lips; checks her wrist for a pulse. But it only confirms what he already knows. He brings her still-warm hand to his cheek and weeps. Because they have not had long enough. Because he is not ready for their shared life to be at it's end. He sits with her as the light fades, as the chill starts to creep in through the open door, as her cooling body sets in place. He sits with her through the night, not ready to move on to the next phase he knows must come. One of phone calls and condolences. And her absence. For now, for just a little while longer, it will be just the two of them.”

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Book:The Names
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