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Why are toi trying so hard to fit in when toi were born to stand out?
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I l’amour you. I am who I am because of you. toi are every reason, every hope, and every dream I've ever had, and no matter what happens to us in the future, everyday we are together is the greatest jour of my life. I will always be yours.
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The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to l’amour and be loved in return.
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Do, ou do not. There is no 'try'.
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Oh yes, the past can hurt. But, toi can either run from it or, learn from it.
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The truth is... I gave my cœur, coeur away a long time ago, my whole heart... and I never really got it back.
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The best l’amour is the kind that weakens the soul, that makes us reach for more, that plants feu in our hearts and brings peace to our minds. And that's what you've donné me. That's what I hope to give to toi forever.
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Life moves pretty fast. If toi don't stop and look around once in a while, toi could miss it.
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I'm scared of everything. I'm scared of what I saw. I'm scared of what I did, of who I am. And most of all... I'm scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my whole life, the way I feel when I'm with you.
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Time goes faster the plus hollow it is. Lives with no meaning go straight past you, like trains that don’t stop at your station.
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A story is a letter than the auteur writes to himself, to tell himself things that he would be unable to discover otherwise.
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What frightens you? What makes the hair on your arms rise, your palms sweat, the breath catch in your chest like a wild thing caged? Is it the dark? A fleeting memory of a bedtime story, ghosts and goblins and witches hiding in the shadows? Is it the way the wind picks up just before a storm, the hint of wet in the air that makes toi want to scurry accueil to the safety of your fire? ou is it something deeper, something much plus frightening, a monster deep inside that you've glimpsed only in pieces, the vast unknown of your own soul where secrets gather with a terrible power, the dark inside?
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He would have told her - he would have said, it matters not if toi are here ou there, for I see toi before me every moment. I see toi in the light of the water, in the swaying of the young trees in the spring wind. I see toi in the shadows of the great oaks, I hear your voice in the cry of the owl at night. toi are the blood in my veins, and the beating of my heart. toi are my first waking thought, and my last sigh before sleeping. toi are - toi are bone of my bone, and breath of my breath.
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The moment toi stop to think about whether toi l’amour someone, you've already stopped loving that person forever.
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Words are pale shadows of forgotten names. As names have power, words have power. Words can light fires in the minds of men. Words can wring tears from the hardest hearts.
