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to be enough for someone in a world of greed is everything

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you are the peace i crave in this chaotic world

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Life is tough my darling, but so are you

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Life's not fair; why should I be? 🤣

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Monsters are real, ghosts are real, too. They live inside us, and sometimes they win

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We are all broken, that's how the light gets in

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Don't let your happiness depend on something you may lose

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Maybe it’s not about having a beautiful day, but about finding beautiful moments. Maybe a whole day is just too much to ask. I could choose to believe that in every day, in all things, no matter how dark and ugly, there are shards of beauty if I look for them

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Life is never fair, and perhaps it is a good thing for most of us that it is not

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And now that you don't have to be perfect, you can be good

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I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be

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Do I love you? My God, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches

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Give your mind a job to do, or else it will find a job to do, and you might not like the job it invents

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If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain

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Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering

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Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold

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There is no charm equal to tenderness of heart

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You have became so damaged that when someone wants to give you what you deserve you have no idea how to respond

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Her life with others no longer interests him. He wants only her stalking beauty, her theatre of expressions. He wants the minute secret reflection between them, the depth of field minimal, their foreignness intimate like two pages of a closed book

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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depths and breadth and height my soul can reach, when feeling out of sight for the ends of being and idea grace