There is always something left to love.
GABRIEL GARCíA MáRQUEZAnd it was always without pretensions of loving or being loved although always in the hope of finding something that resembled love but without the problems of love.
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opened the door a crack wide enough for the entire world to pass through .
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But that afternoon he asked himself, with his infinite capacity for illusion, if such pitiless indifference might not be a subterfuge for hiding the torments of love.
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But he could not renounce his infinite capacity for illusion at the very moment he needed it most… he saw fireflies where there were none.
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This was when she asked him whether it was true that love conquered all, as the songs said. ‘It is true’, he replied, ‘but you would do well not to believe it.
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Nothing in this world was more difficult than love.
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Make no mistake: peaceful madmen are ahead of the future.
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Humanity, like armies in the field, advances at the speed of the slowest.
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When one reaches absolute power, one loses total contact with reality.
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Curiosity is one of the many masks of love.
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The only regret I will have in dying is if it is not for love.
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Love does not die, when someone gets old, people get old, because they can not love anymore.
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And the two of them loved each other for a long time in silence without making love again.
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Sex is the consolation you have when you can’t have love.
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Amputees suffer pains, cramps, itches in the leg that is no longer there. That is how she felt without him, feeling his presence where he no longer was.
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Wherever they might be they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory has no return, that every spring gone by could never be recovered, and that the wildest and most tenacious love was an ephemeral truth in the end.
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