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He wanted her to lift her head at this moment. He wanted her to look him in the eyes and realize that he loved her. He wanted her to love him back.
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“You count,” he said softly. “That’s what it means, to not belong - it means that you count. It wouldn’t be bearable if you didn’t know it would end.
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"Work your way on to number twelve,” she snapped. “Number eleven wants nothing more to do with you.
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My entire notion of friendship altered when I depended on someone for more than just the pleasant passing of time.
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In this world, you’re either playing the game or you’re a pawn on the board.
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She was nothing. He had everything. And for what little it was worth, he was embarrassed by his own strength.
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He held her for a minute, then two, then three, simply holding her and committing to memory what he could not have in life.
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I adhere to the law of chastity because I don’t believe in pushing women. That’s what it means to be a man. I don’t hurt others simply to make myself feel superior. Gossip can ruin a woman as surely as unchaste behavior. True men don’t indulge in either. We don’t need to.
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I’m sure your prick is as massive as your head is thick.
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"Maybe that’s what I have been looking for. When storms and rockslides threaten, I am looking for someone who will hold on to me and not let go.” He was talking about friendship, but the way he looked at her… She would crackle like fire if he touched her.
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She gave him the most astonishing vertigo. He should have hated it. But he didn’t - not one bit.
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Maybe that’s what I have been looking for. When storms and rockslides threaten, I am looking for someone who will hold on to me and not let go.
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“Jessica," he said gravely. "I will be your champion, if you let me. If I have to take on the role of knight, I want to be yours. Let me be your protector.
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If eyes were windows to the soul, hers had been bricked up to avoid taxation.
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It reminded him of the cacophony of an orchestra as it tuned its instruments: dissonance, suddenly resolving into harmony. It was the rumble, not of thunder, but its low, rolling precursor, trembling on the horizon.
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I only said I would stop talking to you, he'd written. I never promised to stop loving you.
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“The opposite of fear,” Bertrice said, “is a plan, and I have a plan. So no, I am not afraid.
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“Ah, the rule that says that women aren’t allowed to be intelligent.” He brushed a kiss against her forehead. “Burn that one to the ground, Violet, and dance on the ashes. And damn anyone who tells you it’s selfish to do so.
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It turns out, Newton is correct: Objects at rest tend to remain at rest, and twelve-year-old-boys are even more resistant to motion than regular matter.
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God gave one sisters to teach one to love the inexplicable.
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Miss Marshall spent her life daring those more powerful than her to swat her down. The hell of it was, her determination was some kind of contagion. He could feel it infecting him, making him believe. Making him tell himself lies like 'I could do some good' and 'I want her forever'.
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The only thing worse than an unlovable woman was an unlovable woman who whined about not being loved.
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Robert turned to the man standing beside him. “Oliver,” he said, “how did you ever come to the conclusion that I was a worthwhile human being?” Oliver took off his glasses and cleaned them with a handkerchief. “What makes you think I did?
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But to call it looking was like calling an eighteen-course feast a snack.
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