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The opposite of love isn’t hate; it’s death. Your dreams dying, resolutions and loyalties writhing on the floor. On the other side of the door of love is a funeral for who you thought you were.
We lie best when we lie to ourselves. Steven King
I loved her not for the way she danced with my angels, but for the way the sound of her name could silence my demons Christopher Poindexter
“Eternity used to be a long time. I dreamed of death for decades. But now that I’ve found you, Blythe, my Death, my reaper, eternity will never be enough.”
Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get, only with what you are expecting to give — which is everything. Katharine Hepburn
her doe eyes frantically searched for me when she was caught in a lie, like such a fucking good little girl. Yes, my pet, look for Daddy when you fib. I was the father of lies and deceit, and she fucking knew it.
“I don’t care whether you realize it now or a hundred years from now. If you never fall in love with me, fine. I don’t care if Ghost thinks I’m not ready for you. You’re his, but not only his. You are mine, Blythe Pearl. Accept it now or later, it makes no difference to me. I said you’re my wife because you are.”
To love Blythe was to die. To love Death herself was to embrace her inevitability. Death took my first love, and now Death was my last love …
When you love someone, you love the whole person as he or she is, and not as you would like them to be. Leo Tolstoy
finally, after more than two hundred years, find something that makes me want to live. And she is Death, and tasting her will kill me. In finding my life, I have found my death,
The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along. Rumi
“I like the dark and storms and monsters, and maybe I like life tinged with a bit of sorrow. It makes the good moments more beautiful, more potent, I think.”
