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“Part of me wanted to have a conversation with you, but not before you told me that you were sorry, not before you begged for my forgiveness. But your apology never came, and I’m still waiting.”

— Paula Hawkins, Into the Water

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“For his own sake he had felt the need of such a day—alone together, reveling in their new intimacy. And for her sake he had wanted a brief interlude of unclouded happiness. Her happiness had become a new responsibility to him, a new burden.”

— Mary Balogh, from Thief of Dreams

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— Adonis, ‘Body’

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— Mary Oliver, ‘Sometimes’

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...hearts that burn with mutual fire;

Sir John Suckling, from 'Against Fruition [II]', published in 'The New Faber Book of Love Poems' ed. James Fenton

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A bruising kind of longing.

Tananarive Due, from 'The Good House'

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Art of Style: Jean Cocteau

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Denise Levertov, Here and Now; from 'The Marriage (II)’

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“In the evening my griefs come to me one by one. They tell me what I had hoped to forget. They perch on my shoulders like mourning doves. They are the color of light fading.”

— Linda Pastan, from “Old Woman,” The Five Stages of Grief (W. W. Norton & Company, 1978)

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“How sad that everything has to change, yet what a relief, too”

— John Ashbery, from “Words to That Effect”, Quick Question: Poems

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Adonis, from Selected Poems; “To a Soothsayer” (tr. Khaled Mattawa)

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I longed to spend one night with her and to die together with her, locked in her arms. I felt that this would be the sublime culmination of my existence.

Sadeq Hedayat, The Blind Owl and Other Stories; from 'The Blind Owl', tr. D. P. Costello