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It embarrassed her, as a child, to think that her father had fallen in love, or, if men must love, then it should have been someone else, someone dark...more

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- because just by hating it’s possible to be purified from love, just with the sword, with the fire..

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For love, as she knew it now, was something without shame and without reserve, the possession of two people who had no barrier between them, and no pr...more

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...she thought with pity of all the men and women who were not light-hearted when they loved, who were cold, who were reluctant, who were shy, who ima...more

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I am glad it cannot happen twice, the fever of first love. For it is a fever, and a burden, too, whatever the poets may say. They are not brave, the d...more