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I think a lot of people want to be someone, but we are scared that if we try, we won't be as good as everyone imagines we could be.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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Love makes us such fools.
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Leslye Walton (The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender)
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And maybe what growing up really means is knowing that you don't have to be just a character, going whichever way the story says. It's knowing you could be the author instead.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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Just because love don't look the way you think it should, don't mean you don't have it.
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Leslye Walton (The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender)
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You can be noble and brave and beautiful and still find yourself falling.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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You donβt have to work overtime to get people to love you, Ava. Love isnβt earned, itβs given.
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Ana Huang (Twisted Love (Twisted, #1))
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When we are in love, we are both completely in danger and completely saved.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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I know I wrote letters to people with no address on this earth, I know that you are dead. But I hear you. I hear all of you. We were here. Our lives matter.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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But we aren't transparent. If we want someone to know us, we have to tell them stuff.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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There's more to life than being a passenger.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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Love, as most know, follows its own timeline. Disregarding our intentions or well rehearsed plans.
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Leslye Walton (The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender)
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i love reading because it is fun
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Elle Fowler (Beneath the Glitter (Sophie and Ava London, #1))
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Truth is beautiful, no matter what the truth is. Even if it's scary or bad. It is beauty simply because it's true. And truth is bright. Truth makes you more you.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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You think you know someone, but that person always changes, and you keep changing, too. I understood it suddenly, how thatβs what being alive means. Our own invisible plates shifting inside of our bodies, beginning to align into the people we are going to become.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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There are a lot of human experiences that challenge the limits of our language,β she said. βThatβs one of the reasons that we have poetry.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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I found it ironic that I should be blessed with wings and yet feel so constrained, so trapped. It was because of my condition, I believe, that I noticed life's ironies a bit more often than the average person. I collected them: how love arrived when you least expected it, how someone who said he didn't want to hurt you eventually would.
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Leslye Walton (The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender)
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What I told you about saving people isn't true. You might think it is, because you might want someone else to save you, or you might want to save someone so badly. But no one else can save you, not really. Not from yourself. [...] You fall asleep in the foothills, and the wolf comes down from the mountains. And you hope someone will wake you up. Or chase it off. Or shoot it dead. But when you realize that the wolf is inside you, that's when you know. You can't run from it. And no one who loves you can kill the wolf, because it's part of you. They see your face on it. And they won't fire the shot.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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she walked like she belonged in a better world,
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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Sex isn't all that important, but it is when you love someone very much.
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Ava Gardner (Ava: My Story)
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Nirvana means freedom. Freedom from suffering. I guess some people would say that death is just that. So, congratulations on being free, I guess. The rest of us are still here, grappling with all that's been torn up.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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May, I love you with everything I am. For so long, I just wanted to be like you. But I had to figure out that I am someone too, and now I can carry you, your heart with mine, everywhere I go.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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I loved you before, Ava. Let me love you still.
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Leslye Walton (The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender)
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I wish you could tell me where you are now. I mean, I know youβre dead, but I think there must be something in a human being that canβt just disappear. Itβs dark out. Youβre out there. Somewhere, somewhere. Iβd like to let you in.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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I mean, words can't be good enough for a lot of things. But, you know, I guess we have to try.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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It's sad when everyone knows you, but no one knows you.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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I will love you to ruination.
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Ava Reid (A Study in Drowning (A Study in Drowning, #1))
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Sometimes when we say things, we hear silence. Or only echoes. Like screaming from inside. And thatβs really lonely. But that only happens when we werenβt really listening. It means we werenβt ready to listen yet. Because every time we speak, there is a voice. There is the world that answers back.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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I know that it can be hard to believe that someone loves you if you are afraid of being yourself, or if you are not exactly sure who you are. It can be hard to believe that someone won't leave.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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So maybe when we can say things, when we can write the words, when we can express how it feels, we arenβt so helpless.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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To many, I was myth incarnate, the embodiment of a most superb legend, a fairy tale. Some considered me a monster, a mutation. To my great misfortune, I was once mistaken for an angel. To my mother, I was everything. To my father, nothing at all. To my grandmother, I was a daily reminder of loves long lost. But I knew the truthβdeep down, I always did.
I was just a girl.
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Leslye Walton (The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender)
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I think that by beauty, you don't just mean something that's pretty. You mean something that makes us human.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself - and especially to feel, or not to feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at any moment is fine with them. That's what real love amounts to -- letting a person be what he really is.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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How could she just leave me here to live without her? I miss her so much. I love her. I want her to grow up and become who she was meant to be. I wanted her to grow up with me.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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We do things sometimes because we feel so much inside of us, and we donβt notice how it affects somebody else.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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I will love you to ruination,β the Fairy King said, brushing a strand of golden hair from my cheek. βYours or mine?β I asked. The Fairy King did not answer.
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Ava Reid (A Study in Drowning (A Study in Drowning, #1))
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I feel like I am drowning in memories. Everything is too bright.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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By this point Viviane Lavender had loved Jack Griffith for twelve years, which was far more than half of her life. If she thought of her love as a commodity and were to, say, eat it, it would fill 4,745 cherry pies. If she were to preserve it, she would need 23,725 glass jars and labels and a basement spanning the length of Pinnacle Lane.
If she were to drink it, she'd drown.
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Leslye Walton (The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender)
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The thing about traditions is that they hold up the shape of your memory.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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You learned right away that applause sounds like love.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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To my mother, I was everything. To my father, nothing at all. To my grandmother, I was a daily reminder of loves long lost.
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Leslye Walton (The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender)
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If beauty is truth, and truth is beauty, they are defined by each other, so how do we know the meaning of either?
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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Do you feel that?β He flattens my palms on his chest and holds them there firmly. βIt was made to love you, Ava. For too long it was useless, redundant, not required. Now itβs gone into overdrive. It swells with happiness when I look at you. It splinters with pain when we fight. And it beats wildly when I make love to you. Maybe I go overboard with my love, but thatβs never going to change. Iβll love you this fiercely until the day I die, baby. Children or not.
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Jodi Ellen Malpas (This Man Confessed (This Man, #3))
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I think itβs like when you lose something so close to you, itβs like losing yourself. Thatβs why at the end, itβs hard for her to write even. She can hardly remember how. Because she barely knows what she is anymore.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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She found that she did not mind losing the previous moment, for this one was just as lovely.
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Leslye Walton (The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender)
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The universe is bigger than anything that can fit into your mind.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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We are each weird in a different way, but together, that's actually normal.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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I'll die loving you, Ava.
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Jodi Ellen Malpas (Beneath This Man (This Man, #2))
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I've been thinking lately about immortality. What it means to be remembered, what I want to be remembered for, certain questions concerning memory and fame. I love watching old movies. I watch the faces of long-dead actors on the screen, and I think about how they'll never truly die. I know that's a clichΓ© but it happens to be true. Not just the famous ones who everyone knows, the Clark Gables, the Ava Gardners, but the bit players, the maid carrying the tray, the butler, the cowboys in the bar, the third girl from the left in the nightclub. They're all immortal to me. First we only want to be seen, but once we're seen, that's not enough anymore. After that, we want to be remembered.
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Emily St. John Mandel (Station Eleven)
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Nothing is worse than when someone who's supposed to love you just leaves.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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Maybe, in the final analysis, they saw me as something I wasn't and I tried to turn them into something they could never be. I loved them all but maybe I never understood any of them. I don't think they understood me.
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Ava Gardner (Ava: My Story)
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You know when you think you know someone? More than anyone in the world? You know you know them, because you've seen them, like, for real. And then you reach out, and suddenly they are just... gone. You though you belonged together. You thought they were yours, but they're not. You want to protect them, but you can't.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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Judy, I read that you said your first memory was music. Music that fills up a home. And one day, suddenly the music could escape through a window. For the rest of your life, you had to chase it.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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She is the glorious reincarnation of every woman ever loved.
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Leslye Walton (The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender)
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Sometimes we want our bodies to do a better job of showing the things that hurt us, the stories we keep hidden inside of us.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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She didn't see it because when it came to love, she saw what she wanted to see.
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Leslye Walton (The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender)
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the ghosts in the house are ours, and I just want to be with them.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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Ava screamed again, and my heart tripped. I almost wished there were an intruder so I had something physical to fight.
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Ana Huang (Twisted Love (Twisted, #1))
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Effy found herself half in love with the Fairy King sometimes, too. The tender belly of his cruelty made her heart flutter. There was an intimacy to all violence, she supposed. The better you knew someone, the more terribly you could hurt them.
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Ava Reid (A Study in Drowning (A Study in Drowning, #1))
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To think Viviane was beautiful required a certain acquired taste. It was the kind of beauty perceived only through the eyes of love.
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Leslye Walton (The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender)
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You don't have to love something in order to devote yourself to it.
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Ava Reid (A Study in Drowning (A Study in Drowning, #1))
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I think the main reason my marriages failed is that I always loved too well but never wisely.
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Ava Gardner
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It was a world full of feelings that I didnβt have words for yet.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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I grasped her chin and angled her face toward mine. βTell me who or what I need to kill,β I growled. βWhat happened at your fatherβs house?β βI told you, nothing. It was just the lake.β Ava eked out a wobbly smile. βYou canβt kill a lake.β βIβll drain every fucking lake and ocean in the world if I have to.β A tiny crystal tear slipped from her eye. βAlexβ¦β βI mean it.β I rubbed the tear away with my thumb. My heart raged in my chest, a snarling beast furious at the sight of her distress and the thought there was something in the world that would dare hurt her.
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Ana Huang (Twisted Love (Twisted, #1))
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I met someone.' And the leaves fell from the trees, landing to float in the calm black waters.
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Leslye Walton (The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender)
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Love is a fire that cannot burn alone
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Ava Reid (A Study in Drowning (A Study in Drowning, #1))
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When you have to face up to the fact that marriage to the man you love is really over, that's very tough, sheer agony. In that kind of harrowing situation, I always go away and cut myself off from the world. Also, I sober up immediately when there is genuine bad news in my life; I never face it with alcohol in my brain. I just rented a house in Palm Springs and sat there and just suffered for a couple of weeks. I suffered there until I was strong enough to face it.
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Ava Gardner (Ava: My Story)
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Water finds its way through the smallest spaces and the narrowest cracks. Where the bone meets sinew, where the skin is split. It is treacherous and loving. You can die as easily of thirst as you can of drowning.
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Ava Reid (A Study in Drowning (A Study in Drowning, #1))
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some people are so deep
you fall into them
and you never stop falling.
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Ava
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There are a lot of human experiences that challenge the limits of our language,
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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Halloween is one of my favorite holidays. Christmas and the others can end up making you sad, because you know you should be happy. But on Halloween you get to become anything that you want to be
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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the woman is rain,
and when she falls,
she is a monsoon.
to love her is to drown.
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AVA. (you are safe here.)
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I will love you to ruination."
"Whose ruination? Your's or mine?"
You did not answer and I still wonder.
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Ava Reid (A Study in Drowning (A Study in Drowning, #1))
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Iβm trying to save you, Ava,β he saidβ¦
βFrom what?β I refused to look at him, but I could see him watching me out of the corner of my eye.
βFrom me.β
I didnβt respond, because how was I supposed to tell the man determined to save me that I didnβt want to be saved?
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Ana Huang (Twisted Love (Twisted, #1))
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Sometimes your music sounds like there's too much inside of you. Maybe even you couldn't get it all out. Maybe that's why you died. Like you exploded from the inside.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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He had loved nothing more than the truth, and she had loved nothing more than her imagined world. Somehow, in spite of that, they had found each other.
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Ava Reid (A Study in Drowning (A Study in Drowning, #1))
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I think it's like when you lose something so close to you, it's like losing yourself.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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Why do you think thatβs the most profound thing for a person? Itβs both at once. When we are in love, we are both completely in danger and completely saved.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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Ava is like a praying mantis on crack. She will not only chew off his head after she has sex with him, she will have sex with his headless body afterwards and then light it on fire.
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Tara Sivec (Love and Lists (Chocoholics, #1))
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For a very long time, Viviane and Jack lived in that world people inhabit before love. Some people called that place friendship; others called it confusing. Viviane found it a pleasant place with an altitude that only occasionally made her nauseous.
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Leslye Walton (The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender)
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Do you think that everyone gets to be a star like that? Do you think that everyone gets to be seen? Gets to be loved? Gets to glow? They don't. They don't get to do it like you did. They don't get to be as beautiful as you were. And you just wanted to burn up.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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I want to remember it all, the good times and the bad times, the late nights, the boozing, the dancing into dawns, and all the great and not-so-great people I met and loved in those yearsβ¦
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Ava Gardner
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Iβm having Ava withdrawal.β I melt a little on a sigh. He can be so domineering, bossy and unreasonable, and in the next breath, completely soppy and lovely.
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Jodi Ellen Malpas (This Man (This Man, #1))
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Because once you're afraid of one thing, you can get scared of a lot of stuff.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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When you set an intention, you can create transformation.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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Maybe when we can tell the stories, however bad they are, we don't belong to them anymore. They become ours. And maybe what growing up really means is knowing that you don't have to just be a character, going whichever way the story says. It's knowing that you could be the author instead.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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You might want someone else to save you, or might want to save someone so badly. But no one else can save you, not really, not from yourself.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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And maybe thatβs what being in love does. So that a life, a person, a moment you need to keep, stays with you into infinity.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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You are bravery to me.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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the opening,
the breaking,
the falling apart
is always so quick.
the hurting,
the healing,
the putting back together
is always too long.
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AVA. (you are safe here.)
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Being a rock star is the intersection of who you are and who you want to be.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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It was then that I could feel that the moths in him, with their wings so paper-thin, will never be near enough to the light. They will always want to be nearer - to be inside of it. It was then that I could feel the lost thing in him.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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Do you feel that?β He flattens my palms on his chest and holds them there firmly. βIt was made to love you, Ava. For too long it was useless, redundant, not required. Now itβs gone into overdrive. It swells with happiness when I look at you. It splinters with pain when we fight. And it beats wildly when I make love to you.
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Jodi Ellen Malpas (This Man Confessed (This Man, #3))
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You let me eat up all papaβs anger so it wouldnβt poison you. you didnβt mind that he ruined me as long as you were unspoiled and safe. If you ever loved me, it was because I was a soft thing you threw down into the bottom of a pit to break your fall.
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Ava Reid (Juniper & Thorn)
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This time could be different. This time it could last. Maybe it would be a longer, deeper love: a real and solid entity that lived in the house, used the bathroom, ate their food, mussed up the linens in sleep. A love that pulled her close when she cried, that slept with its chest pressed against her back.
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Leslye Walton (The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender)
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There are still Ava Maddoxes to find and sets to create and girls to kiss and colleges to attend. It's possible that someday I will hear a patsy Cline song and the heartbreak will barely register. It will be some distant, buried feeling. I won't remember how much it once hurt.
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Nina LaCour (Everything Leads to You)
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Falling out of love was much harder than Gabe would have liked. Normally led through life by the heart attached to his sleeve, finding logic in love proved to be a bit like getting vaccinated for some dread disease: a good idea in the end, but the initial pain certainly wasnβt any fun. He came to appreciate that there were worse ways to live than to live without love. For instance, if he didnβt have arms, Gabe wouldnβt be able to hide in his work. Yes, a life without arms would be quite tragic, indeed.
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Leslye Walton (The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender)
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In the end I learned that the water was in me. It was a ghost that could not be exorcised. But a guest, even uninvited, must be attended to. You make up a bed for them. You pour from your best bottle of wine. If you can learn to love that wich despises you, you can dance on the shore and play in the waves again, like you did when you were young. Before the ocean is friend or foe, it simply is. And so are you.
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Ava Reid (A Study in Drowning (A Study in Drowning, #1))
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You fall asleep in the foothills, and the wolf comes down from the mountains. And you hope someone will wake you up. Or chase it off. Or shoot it dead. But when you realize that the wolf is inside you, that's when you know. You can't run from it. And no one. who loves you can kill the wolf, because it's part of you. They see you face on it. And they won't fire the shot.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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Our phone bills were astronomical, and when I found the letters Frank wrote me the other day, the total could fill a suitcase. Every single day during our relationship, no matter where in the world I was, I'd get a telegram from Frank saying he loved me and missed me. He was a man who was deseperate for companionship and love. Can you wonder that he always had mine!
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Ava Gardner (Ava: My Story)
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You guys know I love you, right?" I glance between them, knowing they'll freak, but it has to be said.
They look at each other, exchanging a look of alarm, both of them wondering what could've possibly happened to the girl they once pegged as the Ice Queen.
"Um, okay..." Haven says, shaking her head.
But I just smile and grasp them both to me, squeezing them tightly as I whisper to Miles, "Whatever you do don't stop acting or singing, it's going to bring you great happiness."
And before he can respond, I've moved on to Haven, knowing I have to get this over with and quick, so I can get Damen to Ava's, but determined to find a way to urge her to love herself more, and that Josh is worth hanging on to for however long it lasts. "You have so much value," I tell her. "So much to give--I just wish you could see how bright your star truly does shine."
"Um, gag!" she says, laughing as she untangles herself from my grip. "Are you okay?
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Alyson Noel (Blue Moon (The Immortals, #2))