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“Then she gave one last burst of music. The white Moon heard it, and she forgot the dawn, and lingered on in the sky. The red rose heard it, and it trembled all over with ecstasy, and opened its petals to the cold morning air. Echo bore it to her purple cavern in the hills, and woke the sleeping shepherds from their dreams. It floated through the reeds of the river, and they carried its message to the sea.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Nightingale and the Rose

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“There had to be men out there besides Pop and Howard who didn’t smell like pork and sizzle in the morning.”
― Lia Fairchild, Emma vs. the Tech Guy

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“You. Naked you. Clothed you. Your mouth. Your legs. The way you talk. Arguing with you. Your smile. Every fucking think about you turns me on.”
― Jaci Burton, One Sweet Ride

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“I still feels like I done when I was a tiny slip of a thing, making daisy chains in the old pasture. You’re always you, and that don’t change, and you’re always changing, and there’s nothing you can do about it.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book

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“During my incarceration Mother visited me. She had in some way managed to leave the workhouse and was making an effort to establish a home for us. Her presence was like a bouquet of flowers; she looked so fresh and lovely that I felt ashamed of my unkempt appearance and my shaved iodined head.
‘You must excuse his dirty face,’ said the nurse.
Mother laughed, and how well I remember her endearing words as she hugged and kissed me: ‘With all thy dirt I love thee still.”
― Charles Chaplin, My Autobiography

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