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There are days when solitude is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom, others when it is a bitter tonic, and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall.
— Colette - Oeuvres complètes en seize volumes
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We treat the people we want to love like adversaries.
— Laura Henderson - Dating The Enemy
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There are too many ideas and things and people, too many directions to go. I was starting to believe that the reason it matters to care passionately about something is that it whittles the world down to a more manageable size.
— Susan Orlean - The Orchid Thief: A True Story of Beauty and Obsession