"I loved her till they was a dryness like ashes inside me."
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The Night Horseman
by
Max Brand
"Since mine own doors refuse to entertain me,
I'll knock elsewhere, to see if they'll disdain me."
~
The Comedy of Errors
by
William Shakespeare
He thought her beautiful, believed her impeccably wise; dreamed of her, wrote poems to her, which, ignoring the subject, she corrected in red ink.
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Mrs. Dalloway
by
Virginia Woolf
"Next to being married, a girl likes to be crossed a little in love now and then. It is something to think of, and it gives her a sort of distinction among her companions."
~
Pride and Prejudice
by
Jane Austen
"Had I been in love, I could not have been more wretchedly blind! But vanity, not love, has been my folly."
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Pride and Prejudice
by
Jane Austen
"When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one's self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance."
~
The Picture of Dorian Gray
by
Oscar Wilde
He had placed himself at her feet so long that the poor little woman had been accustomed to trample upon him. She didn't wish to marry him, but she wished to keep him. She wished to give him nothing, but that he should give her all. It is a bargain not unfrequently levied in love.
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Vanity Fair
by
William Makepeace Thackeray
"How beautiful you are! You are more beautiful in anger than in repose. I don't ask you for your love; give me yourself and your hatred; give me yourself and that pretty rage; give me yourself and that enchanting scorn; it will be enough for me."
~
The Mystery of Edwin Drood
by
Charles Dickens
"For never was a story of more woe
Than this of Juliet and her Romeo."
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Romeo and Juliet
by
William Shakespeare
"When ladies as young, and good, and beautiful as you are," replied the girl steadily, "give away your hearts, love will carry you all lengths--even such as you, who have home, friends, other admirers, everything, to fill them. When such as I, who have no certain roof but the coffin lid, and no friend in sickness or death but the hospital nurse, set our rotten hearts on any man, and let him fill the place that has been a blank through all our wretched lives, who can hope to cure us?"
~
Oliver Twist
by
Charles Dickens