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Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman

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My sister told me a soul mate is not the person who makes you the happiest but the one who makes you feel the most, who conducts your heart to bang the loudest, who can drag you giggling with forgiveness from the cellar they locked you in. It has always been you.

Sierra Demulder, Love, Forgive Me

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and love is a word used too much and much too soon.

Charles Bukowski, The Night Torn Mad With Footsteps

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I wasn’t actually in love, but I felt a sort of tender curiosity.

F. Scott Fitzgerald,  The Great Gatsby

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“What’s your greatest fear?” she asks.

“To be forgotten,” I tell her. “But not just that. To be forgotten by a person who I could never forget.“

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Sungjae and his kitten (´⌣`ʃƪ)♡