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Thomas Hardy says to be loved to madness–such was her great desire…

“To be loved to madness–such was her great desire. Love was to her the one cordial which could drive away the eating loneliness of her days. And she seemed to long for the abstraction called passionate love more than for … Continue reading

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Elizabeth Gilbert says I will stay with you…

“I’m here. I love you. I don’t care if you need to stay up crying all night long, I will stay with you. There’s nothing you can ever do to lose my love. I will protect you until you die, … Continue reading

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Deb Caletti says the loneliness you feel with another person…

“The loneliness you feel with another person, the wrong person, is the loneliest of all.” – Deb Caletti, The Fortunes of Indigo Skye  

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Richard Bach says the opposite of loneliness is not togetherness…

“The opposite of loneliness is not togetherness , it’s intimacy.” – Richard Bach

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Donna Lynn Hope says it will be a welcome change for her to feel…

“It will be a welcome change for her to feel his hands on her hips and his breath in her hair; She’s been forlorn, but like all emotions, even loneliness doesn’t last. She has fallen in love with the man … Continue reading

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Anna Louis Strong says to fall in love is easy…

“To fall in love is easy, even to remain in it is not difficult; our human loneliness is cause enough.  But it is a hard quest worth making to find a comrade through whose steady presence one becomes steadily the … Continue reading

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Aminatta Forna says something else, something with a power that endures…

“The hollowness in his chest, the tense yearning, the loneliness he braces against, every morning until he can immerse himself in work and forget. Not love. Something else, something with a power that endures. Not love, but a memory of … Continue reading

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