- “for you, a thousand times over.” – the kite runner, khaled hosseini
- “he caught her by the wrist, brought her hand to his bare chest. splayed her fingers over his heart. it beat against her palm, like a fist punching its way through his sternum. ‘break my heart,’ he said. ‘break it in pieces. i give you permission.” – lord of shadows, cassandra clare
- “if i loved you less, i might be able to talk about it more.” – emma, jane austen
- “that’s the worst of growing up, and i’m beginning to realize it. the things you wanted so much when you were a child don’t seem half so wonderful to you when you get them.” – anne of green gables, l.m. montgomery
- “my dear, here we must run as fast as we can, just to stay in place. and if you wish to go anywhere you must run twice as fast as that.” – alice in wonderland, lewis carroll
- “so after, when he whispers, ‘you love me. real or not real?’ i tell him, ‘real.’” – mockingjay, suzanne collins
- “he showed me his scars, and in return he let me pretend that i had none.” – circe, madeline miller
- “if all else perished, and he remained, i should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.” – wuthering heights, emily brontë
- “you said I killed you– haunt me, then!” – wuthering heights, emily brontë
- “vanity and pride are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. a person may be proud without being vain. pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves, vanity to what we would have others think of us.” – pride and prejudice, jane austen
- “i’ll follow thee and make a heaven of hell, to die upon the hand I love so well.” – a midsummer night’s dream, william shakespeare
- “i care for myself. the more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustained i am, the more i will respect myself.” – jane eyre, charlotte brontë
- “i have as much soul as you — and full as much heart! and if god had gifted me with some beauty and much wealth, i should have made it as hard for you to leave me, as it is now for me to leave you.” – jane eyre, charlotte brontë
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