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“...But the one thing that I would never, ever recover from would be losing you. You made me promise before to go on if that happened, but Bones, I wouldn't want to. - Cat from This Side of the Grave”
― Jeaniene Frost, This Side of the Grave

“When you consider the many pressures that couples face today, only an iron-clad determination will hold them together for a lifetime. Those who go into marriage with a mushy commitment are likely to wobble and fall apart when the hard times come. And as we all know, hard times will come.”
― James C. Dobson, Life on the Edge: A Young Adult's Guide to a Meaningful Future

“I'm sorry," was all I could muster.
"You dont have to be sorry.You didn't do it"
"I know.But I dont know what else to say.Unless..."
I could see the tears running down her cheeks, and the fact that she'd been crying so silently made me ache.
"Unless what?"
"Unless you want me to... I dont know.Beat the crap out of him?"
She gave me a sad little laugh."You have no idea how many times I've wanted to do just that"
"I will,"I said."Just give me a name, but I promise to leave you out of it.I'll do the rest"
She squeezed my hand. "I know you would."
"I'm serious,"I said.
She gave me wan smile."That's why I won"'t tell you.But believe me, I'm touched.That's sweet of you.”
― Nicholas Sparks, Dear John

“So called soppiness is not just fragility; it is emblematic of a capacity for soft-heartedness that is required to sweeten the angry and anxious moments of a long-term life with anyone. Someone who knows how to cry at a bad film will probably also be someone who looks after us when we are ill, who sensitively cares about the teras of a child and who would not dismiss us as a loser if we failed.”
― The School of Life, How Ready Are You For Love?: A path to more fulfilling and joyful relationships

“Cooking an onion drains everything interesting about its taste and texture, and propels it into the world of mush.”
― Aesop Rock

“What kind of a man do you want?" Pratap asked, eagerly.
"Someone to sweep me off my feet." Ajabde chuckled awkwardly avoiding his glance.
"Oh, a sweeper?" He teased with a lingering smile.
"What are you doing?" Ajabde asked as he grabbed her waist to help her off the horse.
"Trying to sweep you off your feet." He made her blush.”
― Suranya Sengupta, A Royal Accident