“She let him finish, scratching his head with the tips of her fingers, and without his having revealed that he was weeping from love, she recognized immediately the oldest sobs in the history of man.”

— Gabriel García Márquez, book One Hundred Years of Solitude

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Colombian writer 1927–2014

Grace Paley (1922–2007) American writer and activist

"The Pale Pink Roast" (1959)

“Truth frightens man. He plants illusion in the debris of his mind to hide him from the clean white light she brings. His arguments defeat her wisdom. In his preconceptions and prejudices he dictates, in advance, what form she must take, what garments she must wear; and because of this he often does not recognize her when they meet. His illusion drives her from him.
And yet he still yearns and seeks for truth.”

Mark Clifton book They'd Rather Be Right

Source: They'd Rather Be Right (1954), p. 187.

“Most of all she loved that when she hugged him her head would rest neatly just below his chin, where she could feel his breath lightly blowing her hair and tickling her head.”

Cecelia Ahern (1981) Irish novelist

Source: P.S. I Love You

“Thinking that it would console him, she took a piece of charcoal and erased the innumerable loves that he still owed her for, and she voluntarily brought up her own most solitary sadnesses so as not to leave him alone in his weeping.”

Gabriel García Márquez book One Hundred Years of Solitude

Source: One Hundred Years of Solitude

“God did not create woman from man’s head, that he should command her, nor from his feet, that she should be his slave, but rather from his side, that she should be near his heart.”

Myles Munroe (1954–2014) Bahamian Evangelical Christian minister

Source: The Purpose and Power of Love & Marriage

“She opened her eyes and met his. The impact was so strong he was amazed that his fingers continued playing without pause.”

Patricia Briggs book Cry Wolf

Source: Cry Wolf

“He had come back a man, and faithless like a man. He knew that he had longed for her; that true friends share everything, except the past before they met. If only she would weep, even that, and let him comfort her; but she would not humble herself before a man. if only he would run to her side and cling to her; but his manhood was hard-won, no mortal should make him a child again.”

Mary Renault book Fire from Heaven

Source: Fire from Heaven (1969), p. 187

“He loved his country and his country loved him. He lived for her honour, and she will cherish his memory.”

Henry Temple, 3rd Viscount Palmerston (1784–1865) British politician

The Marquis of Lorne, Viscount Palmerston, K.G. (London: 1892), p. 235

“Percy pushed on his side furiously and the crack closed. His eyes blazed with anger. She hoped he wasn’t mad at her, but if he was she couldn’t blame him.
If it keeps him going, she thought, then let him be angry.”

Rick Riordan book The House of Hades

Source: The House of Hades

“"But tell me how it is that she could be so beautiful without any heart at all — without any place even for a heart to live in." "I cannot quite tell," she said; "but I am sure she would not look so beautiful if she did not take means to make herself look more beautiful than she is. And then, you know, you began by being in love with her before you saw her beauty … But the chief thing that makes her beautiful is this: that, although she loves no man, she loves the love of any man; and when she finds one in her power, her desire to bewitch him and gain his love (not for the sake of his love either, but that she may be conscious anew of her own beauty, through the admiration he manifests), makes her very lovely—with a self-destructive beauty…"”

George MacDonald book Phantastes

On the Alder Tree
Phantastes (1858)

“She let him finish, scratching his head with the tips of her fingers, and without his having revealed that he was weeping from love, she recognized immediately the oldest sobs in the history of man.”

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