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“I still wasn't convinced that tossing a shoe didn't mean you harbored an anger-management problem, but I did understand love now. How it wrapped around you and made you more aware of the prickles on your skin, the roots of your hair, the intensity of every touch and every inch of you. It was like life on hi-def. Everything was sharper.”

Love Mean Made Stills Problem Age Hair Roots Skins Management Shoes Convinced Intensity Inches Anger Management

Book:True

Source: True

“Say yes, Jenny. Promise you'll marry me. Promise you'll still be here, driving me crazy and loving me when we're little and old and surrounded by grandchildren. Promise that you'll let me love you until I take my last breath. Promise.”

Love Littles Stills Lasts Crazy Love You Promise Let Me Breaths Driving Grandchildren Marry Me Drive Me Crazy Jenny Loving Me Let Me Love You

Author:Maggie Osborne

“O Time and change! - with hair as gray as was my sire's that winter day, how strange it seems, with so much gone of life and love, to still live on!”

Love Stills Seems Age Gone Strange Hair And Love Aging Winter Gray Life And Love Time And Change Winter Days

Book:The complete poetical works of John Greenleaf Whittier

Source: The complete poetical works of John Greenleaf Whittier

“I think of love, and you, and my heart grows full and warm, and my breath stands still... I can feel a sunshine stealing into my soul and making it all summer, and every thorn, a rose.”

Thinking Love Feels Heart Stills I Can Soul Grows My Heart Summer Romantic Breaths Rose Warm Stealing My Soul Sunshine

Book:The Letters of Emily Dickinson

Source: The Letters of Emily Dickinson

“Voluptuous bloom and fragrance rare The summer to its rose may bring; Far sweeter to the wooing air The hidden violet of spring. Still, still that lovely ghost appears, Too fair, too pure, to bid depart; No riper love of later years Can steal its beauty from the heart.”

Love Years Heart May Stills Air Pure Summer Spring Fairs Rose Lovely Stealing Ghost Violet Fragrance Heart Love Wooing Voluptuous

Book:The Poems

Source: The Poems

“If love lives through all life; and survives through all sorrow; and remains steadfast with us through all changes; and in all darkness of spirit burns brightly; and, if we die, deplores us for ever, and loves still equally; and exists with the very last gasp and throb of the faithful bosom--whence it passes with the pure soul, beyond death; surely it shall be immortal!”

Ifs Love Stills Soul Lasts Spirit Dies Darkness Sorrow Pure And Love Remains Faithful Love Life Immortal Bosoms Steadfast Pure Soul

Book:The Newcomes: Thackeray Collections

Source: The Newcomes: Thackeray Collections

“Love seems to survive life, and to reach beyond it. I think we take it with us past the grave. Do we not still give it to those who have left us? May we not hope that they feel it for us, and that we shall leave it here in one or two fond bosoms, when we also are gone?”

Thinking Love Giving Feels May Stills Two Seems Past Left Gone Graves One Love Bosoms

Book:The Virginians: A Tale of the Last Century

Source: The Virginians: A Tale of the Last Century

“If dying, I yet live in a tender heart or two; nor am I lost and hopeless living, if a sainted departed soul still loves and prays for me.”

Ifs Love Heart Stills Two Soul Lost Dying Praying Hopeless Departed Pray For Me Tender Hearts Departed Soul

Book:Henry Esmond: And Lovel the Widower

Source: Henry Esmond: And Lovel the Widower

“Those who are gone, you have. Those who departed loving you, love you still; and you love them always. They are not really gone, those dear hearts and true; they are only gone into the next room; and you will presently get up and follow them, and yonder door will close upon you, and you will be no more seen.”

Love Heart Stills Next Rooms Gone Doors Love You Dear Get Up Loving You Departed Still Love You Dear Heart

Book:Roundabout Papers: Easyread Large Bold Edition

Source: Roundabout Papers: Easyread Large Bold Edition

“Do they still call it infatuation? That magic ax that chops away the world in one blow, leaving only the couple standing there trembling? Whatever they call it, it leaps over anything, takes the biggest chair, the largest slice, rules the ground wherever it walks, from a mansion to a swamp, and its selfishness is its beauty.... People with no imagination feed it with sex -- the clown of love. They don't know the real kinds, the better kinds, where losses are cut and everybody benefits. It takes a certain intelligence to love like that -- softly, without props.”