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“Love and hate are visceral. Your stomach twists at the thought of that person. The heart in your chest beats heavy and bright, nearly visible through your flesh and clothes. Your appetite and sleep are shredded. Every interaction spikes your blood with a dangerous kind of adrenaline, and you're on the brink of fight or flight. Your body is barely under your control. You're consumed, and it scares you.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“Do you ever stop being so serious and dull?"
"Do you ever stop being such a prick?" I snapped back.
Dead—really, truly, I should have been dead for that.
But Lucien grinned at me. "Much better.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“When you healed my arm...You didn't need to bargain with me. You could have demanded every single week of the year." My brows knit together as he turned, already half-consumed by the dark. "Every single week, and I would have said yes." It wasn't entirely a question, but I needed the answer.
A half smile appeared on his sensuous lips. "I know," he said, and vanished.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“Por eso, cuando hablamos del amor, se dificulta tanto, porque estamos hablando de algo a lo cual es muy difícil de ponerle palabras. De allí que muchos, si pudieran, inventarían algún aparato que les permitiera medir con exactitud el grado del amor, para saber con certeza cuánto lo quieren. Pero, ante la falta de tan preciado instrumento, nos conformamos con metáforas más bien geográficas, y así alguien le dice a su pareja que la quiere hasta el cielo. Pero ella, que quiere marcar que su amor es más grande, le responde que ella también lo quiere hasta el cielo, pero ida y vuelta.”
― Gabriel Rolón, Encuentros