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“Havia achado, sempre, que morrer de amor não era outra coisa além de licença poética. Naquela tarde, de regresso para casa, outra vez, sem o gato e sem ela, comprovei que não apenas era possível, mas que eu mesmo, velho e sem ninguém, estava morrendo de amor. E também percebi que era válida a verdade contrária: não trocaria por nada neste mundo as delícias de meu desassossego.”
― Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, Memories of My Melancholy Whores

“He is not my lover. He is far more than that to me, far more precious. I am the White Prophet and he is my Catalyst, and we are come here to change the course of time. I am here to see that Icefyre lives.”
― Robin Hobb, Fool's Fate

“Love is more than bedding, boy. If love doesn't come first and linger after, if love can't wait and endure disappointment and separation, then it's not love. Love doesn't require bedding to make it true. It doesn't even demand day-to-day contact. I know this because I have known love, many kinds of love, and amongst them, I've know what I felt for you.”
― Robin Hobb, Golden Fool

“My voice sounds the exact opposite of what I feel. It thunders while inside I bounce and squeal and want to tackle them and cuddle-fuck in a big pile on the floor.”
― Isa K., The Condor