“The longest absence is less perilous to love than the terrible trials of incessant proximity.”
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“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.”
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“The whole point of getting things done is knowing what to leave undone.”
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“It is a sign of your own worth sometimes if you are hated by the right people.”