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“What most people call loving consists of picking out a woman and marrying her. They pick her out, I swear, I’ve seen them. As if you could pick in love, as if it were not a lightning bolt that splits your bones and leaves you staked out in the middle of the courtyard. They probably say that they pick her out because-they-love-her, I think it’s just the siteoppo. Beatrice wasn’t picked out, Juliet wasn’t picked out. You don’t pick out the rain that soaks you to a skin when you come out of a concert.”
― Julio Cortazar

“I still love Emma more than I ever thought was possible. I love her more every day, and more every time I try to stop. I love her like I'm being ripped in half.”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“I love you, Julian Blackthorn. I love you more than starlight.”
― Cassandra Clare, Lady Midnight

“If she kissed him, would he taste like blood or cloves or a mixture of the two? Sweet and spicy? Bitter and hot?”
― Cassandra Clare, Lady Midnight