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“Want to know a secret?" Logan whispered in my ear. I nodded against his chest, not wanting to put any distance between us. My mom would have said we were dancing too close, but to me, it felt perfect. "You're my favorite," he said. His breath tickled my cheek, and I looked up to see his chocolate eyes soaking me in. "Your favorite what?" I asked. "Everything. You're my favorite everything." I reached up and put my arms around his neck, bringing his head close to mine. Then I kissed him. Again. Because I could.”

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Book:Match Me If You Can
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“There comes a time in a man's life, if he is unlucky and leads a full life, when he has a secret so dirty that he knows he never will get rid of it. (Shakespeare knew this and tried to say it, but he said it just as badly as anyone ever said it. 'All the perfumes of Arabia' makes you think of all the perfumes of Arabia and nothing more. It is the trouble with all metaphors where human behavior is concerned. People are not ships, chess men, flowers, race horses, oil paintings, bottles of champagne, excrement, musical instruments or anything else but people. Metaphors are all right to give you an idea.)”

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Book:BUtterfield 8
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“The aura of what is veiled seduces the person to break its magic and disclose the secret. But if it is only distance and foreignness that is seductive, this has the effect of drawing the person in the direction of absolute intimacy and familiarity, a direction which destroys the aura. The stimulus of psychological distance lies in a repulsion that attracts and an attraction which ultimately repulses - a movement never in balance. We enjoy such a stimulus not only in art and the regions of contemplative silence, but above all, in life with things and persons. It forms the air of a genuine milieu without which we would atrophy. Magic that wishes to be and, yet, not to be decoded; promises that promise everything and promise nothing - whoever understands this comprehends the being of the soul in its ultimate questionability.”

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Book:Grenzen der Gemeinschaft
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“What he can't bear is when he has to act as nursemaid, for Ernesto mistrusts children instinctively. He thinks they're cunning, clever, wiser in many things than their scrubbed little faces reveal. Those eyes, so penetrating and so new, have an unerring way of exposing the more shameful secrets and stupid weaknesses of the grown-ups. Ernesto feels a strange uneasiness at being thus observed and subjected to scrutiny.”

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Book:Balún Canán
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“There is one secret men keep from each other every day: I can’t be there for you. When a broken man looks in the eyes of a brother and confesses his tragedies, all a person, no matter how good, can reply is say, “I’m sorry to hear that.” But you thought there was something they could do because you drank together, officed together, laughed together, and joked about death together, but when death comes, you will be terrified to learn how helpless we are.”

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Book:The Goodbye Song
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“I don't want to swim on the surface anymore and I never want to pretend again that I know you completely. Let me dive deep inside you, take me in and allow me to look into your secrets, make me feel every breath I take and crave for it more. Carry me to your darker side where you are afraid to allow anyone. Pull me deep inside and make me one of your secrets.”

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Author:Akshay Vasu
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“I might have told him, in those hours, stories of my own. Scylla and Glaucos, Aeëtes, the Minotaur. The stone wall cutting into my back. The floor of my hall wet with blood, reflecting the moon. The bodies I had dragged one by one down the hill, and burned with their ship. The sound flesh makes when it tears and re-forms and how, when you change a man, you may stop the transformation partway through, and then that monstrous, half-beast thing will die. His face would be intent as he listened, his relentless mind examining, weighing and cataloguing. However I pretended I could conceal my thoughts as well as he, I knew it was not true. He would see down to my bones. He would gather my weaknesses up and set them with the rest of his collection, alongside Achilles’ and Ajax’s. He kept them on his person as other men keep their knives.”

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Book:Circe
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