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“He wanted her to look at him, just once, and know him the way she had before. It was cruel of him to want her to want him again. If she remembered, it would only hurt her more. He was still haunted by the last time he’d seen her with her memories. It had been right outside the Valory. Hours before, he’d felt her die in his arms. Evangeline had no idea what had happened, no clue that Jacks had already used the stones to turn back time for her. She was trying to talk him out of using them to go back to Donatella. She’d asked him to come with her instead. After everything, she’d still wanted him. Jacks had so badly wanted to tell her that he couldn’t even remember what Donatella looked like, that Evangeline’s face was the only one he saw whenever he closed his eyes, that he would go with her anywhere…if he could. But he couldn’t see her die again. His first fox had believed in him, and she had died, just like Evangeline would. There was only on way their story ended, and it wasn’t happy. Her hope might have been powerful, but it wasn’t magic. It wasn’t enough. It was better to hurt her, better to break her heart, to do whatever he needed to do, to keep her alive and to keep her away from him. That hadn’t changed. But today, Jacks was failing at letting her go. He wanted to keep her pressed to the floor beneath him. He would have set the world on fire and then let it all burn just to keep holding her like this.”

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Book:A Curse for True Love
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“But we never learn what it goes to show, because he never got to finish the letter. He never got to finish a lot of things. We want to say he died like a hero. We want to say he was brave until the end. And maybe he was. Maybe he was. But he was also just a kid. He was a scared kid who died far from home, in a country that wasn't his, a country that took his blood and his weight and is tears and didn't give him back to us.”

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Book:We Are Not Free
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“Now Shig. Picture this: They stare at each other. From this angle, you can see how they fit together, these boys, like puzzle pieces, their elbows and shoulders modeled into one another by the years, the adventures, the skinned knees, the after school detentions. Then Twitchy tackles him. They're half hugging, half wrestling around the room, knocking into chairs and bed frames. Until they're not. Until they're just hugging, standing still in the middle of the barack, the world spins on around them, time slipping away from them, faster and faster, out of their control. Two boys who love each other, one going off to war.”

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Book:We Are Not Free
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“Banzai. The word rushes over me like a river. A memory of what we used to say on the streets of Japantown when we played at war. A memory we inherited from our fathers and their fathers, this word, this history, this giving of ourselves for the nation, for the emperor. Except now it's not for the emperor. I don't think, in this moment, that it's even for our nation. It's for us, our brothers, here, who have died on this hill and in dozens of battles before, for our families back home,in that dream-world of deserts and barbed wire, for our folks who had everything taken from them and still were asked for more: compliance, obedience, money, blood.”

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Book:We Are Not Free
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“They're sending him to a hospital, then back home, and it's funny because I know he's lying on a cot somewhere with a roof over his head and some nurses checking his bandages or whatever, waiting to get well enough for the ship back to America, but to me it's like he's dead because--home? Thinking of home? It's like thinking of heaven. Someplace you hope you'll end up one day, but good luck, buddy, because you're a soldier, not a saint.”

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Book:We Are Not Free
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“It isn't raining anymore. The rain has become soft and light and cold. It's snowing. Snowing. I'm thinking of Topaz and the first snow I ever saw, flakes tumbling lazily out of the sky and settling on the barracks and the dusty roads, so quiet. And the guys throwing snowballs.The numbness in your fingers, that wet slap in your side, Shig and Tommy and Minnow and Stan Katsumoto... Everyone running and shrieking with laughter. Mas, Frankie, Bette, Yum-Yum... Keiko laughing. Prettiest girl I ever saw, with snow like stars in her hair. I close my eyes, and I think I can hear us, all of us, running. The Topaz roads are turning into pavement, the barracks are turning into San Francisco, the desert air is turning wet and salty, and we're running, running until we hit the ocean, that roaring blue expanse, and all of us, running into waves. Laughing.”

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Book:We Are Not Free
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“Bel chose, and she chose right this time. Head and heart and gut. She closed the gap between her and Rachel, eyes fixing on the key, watering because she couldn't blink, blink and everything might disappear. Bel reached out, fingers gliding through the air, a shiver as she touched the skin of Rachel's palm. Warm, not cold. She closed Rachel's hand around the key, into a fist. Skin to skin, bone to bone. Held it there, tight. Eyes on her mom's. She chose her.”

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Author:Holly Jackson
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“I kept walking and walking up Fifth Avenue, without any tie on or anything. Then all of a sudden, something very spooky started happening. Every time I came to the end of a block and stepped off the goddam curb, I had this feeling that I’d never get to the other side of the street. I thought I’d just go down, down, down, and nobody’d ever see me again. Boy, did it scare me. You can’t imagine. I started sweating like a bastard – my whole shirt and underwear and everything. Then I started doing something else. Every time I’d get to the end of a block I’d make believe I was talking to my brother Allie. I’d say to him, “Allie, don’t let me disappear. Allie, don’t let me disappear. Allie, don’t let me disappear. Please, Allie.” And then when I’d reach the other side of the street without disappearing, I’d thank him. Then it would start all over again as soon as I got to the next corner. But I kept going and all. I was sort of afraid to stop, I think – I don’t remember, to tell you the truth. I know I didn’t stop till I was way up in the Sixties, past the zoo and all. Then I sat down on this bench. I could hardly get my breath, and I was still sweating like a bastard. I sat there, I guess, for about an hour.”

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Book:THE CATCHER IN THE RYE
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“you're beautiful something you refuse to believe you're good enough something they fail to tell you you deserve better sounds cliché, but it's true i've observed so many strong, real, intelligent, and loyal women put up with behaviors that are beneath them your smile becomes a mask, your laughter neglected... your happiness on life support, nearly dying because you've settled for less than you deserve”

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Author:r.h. Sin
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“බිඳුණු මිනිස්සුන්ට ආදරය කරන එක කොහෙත්ම ලේසි නෑ යුමී සං. කැබලි වෙච්ච ඔවුන්ව තදින් වැළඳගත යුතු වෙනවා. මෘදු නමුත් ස්ථිර ප්‍රේමයකින්. එත් ඒ තියුණු දාර සහිත බිඳුණු කැබලි, වැළඳගන්නා ආදරණීයයාව රිදවනවා. ඔහුවත් කපා දමනවා. මට හොඳටම විශ්වාසයි, “ආදරය කියන්නේ කැප කිරීමක් වග කියන්නට ඇත්තේ, මේ ලෝකයේ මුල් වතාවට බිඳුණු ගැහැණියකට ආදරය කරපු කරුණාවන්ත ඇහිපිය ඇති පිරිමියෙක්. කැබැලි වුණු පිරිමියෙකුට ප්‍රේම කළ විශාල හදවතක් ඇති ගැහැණියක්.”

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Author:Charitha Prawardhi Bandara, Chathuri Damayanthi
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