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“No!" he cried and his face pinched with frustration and pain. "I don't want to hear more reasons why we shouldn't be together. No more confessions to explain why you want to run away from what we share."

"Julian," she attempted to interrupt again, but he held up a trembling hand.

His dark gaze held hers. "I have moved heaven and earth to bring you back to me. I refuse to let you leave again. You are mine and you shall be mine for the rest of my life. Not as my mistress, but as my wife. And if you don't say yes, I shall be forced to drag you into Hyde Park and make love to you in plain view of everyone. Then you will have to accept my proposal in order to save your reputation." His face softened. "I love you, Cecilia.”
― Jess Michaels, Undeniable

“It's weird, marriage. It's like this license that gives a person the legal right to control their spouse / their 'other half.”
― Jess C. Scott, Blind Leading Another

“بالعنف. انظر ماذا يحدث ؟ جيل استلم التغيير يغازل رجال الدين والتجار والبرجوازية. غارق في الانتهازية والسلطة والامتيازات والتقسيمات القبلية. هؤلاء من أين خرجوا؟ أليسوا منا. إنهم يتعثرون لأنهم جاؤوا قبل الوقت. في دمائهم قرون النقص التاريخي والنفسي ولهذا فهم عاجزون عن تنفيذ مهام الثورة. أنا وأنت عاجزان أيضاً جيلنا جيل موسوم ومنحط. جيل خرع. هذا يقيني.”
― حيدر حيدر, الزمن الموحش

“How you must have suffered getting accustomed to me,
my savage, solitary soul, my name that sends them all running.
So many times we have seen the morning star burn, kissing our eyes,
and over our heads the grey light unwinds in turning fans.”
― Pablo Neruda, Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair