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- The word love can be explained in thousands of ways, but the only word that comes to my mind is you. I think we dream so we don't have to be away from one another. If we're in each other's dreams, we'll always be together.
- Hobbes
- My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter changes the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary.
- Cathy from Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte
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