Only women are really able to love.

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Now, even more than the evening before, he could think of no one with whom to compare her. She had become absolute, beyond comparison. She had become decision and fate.

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I suppose even a woman's hatred is a kind of love.

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Like a bicycle, like a wheel that, once rolling, is stable only so long as it keeps moving but falls when its momentum stops, so the game between a man and woman, once begun, can exist only so long as it progresses. If the forward movement today is no more than it was yesterday, the game is over.

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Love her, love her, love her! If she favours you, love her. If she wounds you, love her. If she tears your heart to pieces � and as it gets older and stronger, it will tear deeper � love her, love her, love her!

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I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.

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When you're in love and trying to make someone love you back, you can hear the texture of your own footfalls, the whistling passage of your breath. Invisible eyes monitor you constantly: even at night something presides over the shape of your sleep. Every thought carries a tick or a cross.

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Of all the forces, love is the strongest... Love can make a woman pick up a bus, or it can crush a man under the weight of a feather. Or it just lets everything go on as it was yesterday and will be tomorrow. That�s the kind of force love is.

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Maybe love will be like driving. When people move � when they travel�they look where they�ve come from, not where they�re going.

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When you�ve lost all your play, guess what love becomes. Work. Work that gets harder every hour.

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