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“Memories were fine but you couldn't touch them, smell them or hold them. They were never exactly as the moment was, and they faded with time.”
― Cecelia Ahern

“Alexander tilted his head and kissed her deeply on the lips. He let go of her hands, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing herself against him. They kissed as if in a fever... they kissed as if the breath were leaving their bodies.”
― Paullina Simons, The Bronze Horseman

“And another way of explaining it is to say that shit happens, and there's no space too small, too dark and airless and fucking hopeless, for people to crawl into.”
― Nick Hornby, A Long Way Down

“The way her body existed only where he touched her. The rest of her was smoke.”
― Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things