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The story of the butterfly:
"I was in Bogota and waiting for a lady friend. I was in love,
a long time ago. I waited three days. I was hungry but could not go
out for food, lest she come and I not be there to greet her. Then, on
the third day, I heard a knock."
"I hurried along the old passage and there, in the sunlight,
there was nothing."
"Just," Vance Joy said, "a butterfly, flying away."
-- Peter Carey, BLISS
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The sweeter the apple, the blacker the core --
Scratch a lover and find a foe!
-- Dorothy Parker, "Ballad of a Great Weariness"
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The way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost.
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There are some micro-organisms that exhibit characteristics of both plants
and animals. When exposed to light they undergo photosynthesis; and when
the lights go out, they turn into animals. But then again, don't we all?
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There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear.
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There is only one way to be happy by means of the heart -- to have none.
-- Paul Bourget
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There's so much to say but your eyes keep interrupting me.
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Timing must be perfect now. Two-timing must be better than perfect.
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To be loved is very demoralizing.
-- Katharine Hepburn
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To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three
-- Bertrand Russell