love

In that one slight motion, I see the end of hope, beginning of destruction of everything I hold dear in the world. I can’t guess what form my punishment will take, how wide the net will be cast, but when it is finished there most likely be nothing left. So you would think that at this moment, I would be in utter despair.

Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

I remember everything about you, you’re the one who wasn’t paying attention.

Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

A life without love is like a tree without fruit.

Stephen King, Doctor Sleep

Before drifting away entirely, he found himself reflecting – not for the first time – on the peculiarity of adults. They tool laxatives, liquor, or sleeping pills to drive away their terrors so that sleep would come, and their terrors were so tame and domestic: the job, the money, what the teacher will think if I can’t get Jennie nicer clothes, does my wife still love me, who are my friends. They were pallid compared to the fears every child lies cheek and jowl with in his dark bed, with no one to confess to in hope of perfect understanding but another child. There is no group therapy or psychiatry or community social services for the child who must cope with the thing under the bed or in the cellar every night, the thing which leers and capers and threatens just beyond the point where vision will reach. The same lonely battle must be fought night after night and the only cure is the eventual ossification of the imaginary faculties, and this is called adulthood.

Stephen King, Salem’s Lot

She was so beautiful, like someone who you will never meet, but always dream of meeting, like someone who is too good for you.

Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated

The animals are those things that God likes but doesn’t love.

Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated

Love itself became the object of her love. She loved herself in love, she loved loving love, as love loves loving, and was able, in that way, to reconcile herself with a world that fell so short of what she would have hoped for.

Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated

He knew that I love you also means I love you in a way that no one loves you, or has loved you, or will love you, and also, I love you in a way that I love no one else, and never have loved anyone else, and never will love anyone else.

Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated

I am doing something I hate for you. This is what it means to be in love.

Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated

Love me, because love doesn’t exist, and I have tried everything that does.

Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated

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