Find the things that matter, and hold on to them, and fight for them, and refuse to let them go.
Lauren Oliver
I'd rather die on my own terms than live on theirs. I'd rather die loving Alex than live without him.
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He is my world and my world is him and without him there is no world.
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His eyes are blazing with light, more light than all the lights in every city in the whole world, more light than we could ever invent if we had ten thousand billion years.
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Nothing has ever been so painful or delicious as being so close to him and being unable to do anything about it: like eating ice cream so fast on a hot day you get a splitting headache.
.. Love and desire enjoy a symbiotic relationship, meaning that one cannot exist without the other. Desire is an enemy to contentment; desire is illness, a feverish brain. Who can be considered healthy who wants? The very word want suggests a lack, an impoverishment, and that is what desire is: an impoverishment of the brain, a flaw, a mistake.
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That is the rule of the Wilds: You must be bigger and stronger and tougher. You must hurt or be hurt.
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Everywhere he touches is fire. My whole body is burning up, the two of us becoming twin points of the same bright white flame.
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We'll walk together holding hands, and kiss in broad daylight, and love each other as much as we want to, and no one will ever try to keep up apart.
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Sometimes I feel like if you just watch things, just sit still and let the world exist in front of you - sometimes I swear that just for a second time freezes and the world pauses in its tilt. Just for a second. And if you somehow found a way to live in that second, then you would live forever.
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Alex loved books. He was the one who first introduced me to poetry. That's another reason I can't read anymore.
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This is the strange way of the world, that people who simply want to love are instead forced to become warriors.
Everything has taken on a strange, distant quality - the sounds of running and shouting outside get warped and weird like they're being filtered through water, and Alex looks miles away. I start to think I might be dreaming, or about to pass out. And then I decide I'm dreaming, because as I'm watching, Alex starts peeling his shirt off over his head.
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I put my forehead on his collarbone, place one hand on his chest. Its rhythm reassures me: He is real, and he is now.
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