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Now the two of them rode silently toward town, both lost in their own thoughts. Their way took them past the Delgado house. Roland looked up and saw Susan sitting in her window, a bright vision in the gray light of that fall morning. His heart leaped up and although he didn't know it then, it was how he would remember her most clearly forever after- lovely Susan, the girl in the window. So do we pass the ghosts that haunt us later in our lives; they sit undramatically by the roadside like poor beggars, and we see them only from the corners of our eyes, if we see them at all. The idea that they have been waiting there for us rarely if ever crosses our minds. Yet they do wait, and when we have passed, they gather up their bundles of memory and fall in behind, treading in our footsteps and catching up, little by little. ↗

— Stephen King

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So lately, been wondering Who will be there to take my place When I'm gone, you'll need love To light the shadows on your face. ↗

— Alex Band

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The fairest things have fleetest end, Their scent survives their close: But the rose's scent is bitterness To her who loved the rose. ↗

— Francis Thompson

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Every sacred mission, every hunt for hidden relics, every pilgrimage from one end of the earth to the other … I was looking for you. ↗

— Dianna Hardy

#destiny #eternal-love #fate #fated-love #loss

Eternity is a long time and it doesn't always work out that way," Jareth says, a bit bitterly. "It's worse to love someone and then lose them, then to never love at all. ↗

— Mari Mancusi

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One night when we were lying under the stars together she pointed to this beaming bright star beside the moon and said wherever she was in the world, whether we were together or apart, that I should remember her with that star because it would always be there-that it was her with me. ↗

— Rebecah McManus

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When he asked if he was mine, tears in his eyes, I think he knew what he would do, what he would have to do, and he was mourning us. He was mourning us the whole time. ↗

— Emma Forrest

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It is impossible to say why we love something or someone. We can come up with reasons if we have to, but the important part happens in the dark, beyond our control. We just know when it is there. And when it goes away. ↗

— John Ajvide Lindqvist

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Any man who has known a love bringing him such happiness--if even for a short time--that its loss steals his very will to live, is a man to be envied. Justin in CRIMSON RAPTURE ↗

— Jennifer Horsman

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I have seen enough, too, to know that it is not always the youngest and best who are spared to those that love them; but this should give us comfort rather than sorrow, for Heaven is just, and such things teach us impressively that there is a far brighter world than this, and that the passage to it is speedy. ↗

— Charles Dickens

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