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“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”
― Anais Nin

“Had I not created my whole world, I would certainly have died in other people’s. ”
― Anaïs Nin

“No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.”
― C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed

“Age does not protect you from love. But love, to some extent, protects you from age.”
― Anais Nin