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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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I dare say that I do love and miss you, but given the mismatch in our current states, it will probably take the enormity of Time to manifest, in order for hindsight to lament what could have been, after many countess dusks spent looking but never talking. Strange how we tend to appreciate people only after they have faded into shadows of our past.
Love is a fleeting Existence,
teetering on the thick, tough
ropes, sometimes we break the bough,
but for those which weather storms,
ride through dusks to dawns
with us, may still fly away,
mere messengers working Fate’s Way.
Stoicsentiments
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[while Patch is driving] Corinne Fisher: When can I open my eyes? Hunter Patch Adams: As soon as I open mine.
Mitch Roman: I don't like you!
Hunter Patch Adams: Why don't you like me? You're a prick and I like you.
Hunter Patch Adams: Last night with Rudy, I connected to another human being. I want more of that. I want to learn about people, help them with their troubles.
Dr. Prack: That's what I do.
Hunter Patch Adams: But you suck at it.
Hunter Patch Adams: I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly without complexities or pride. I love you because I know no other way then this. So close that your hand, on my chest, is my hand. So close, that when you close your eyes, I fall asleep.
Context: Sleep here refers to Carin Fisher’s death and this morbid quote is said halfway but only completed when she lies in her coffin,dead.
You treat a disease, you win, you lose. You treat a person, I guarantee you, you'll win, no matter what the outcome.
Hunter Patch Adams, Patch Adams (1998)
