For was that all, she thought bleakly, that love ever was? Something that saved one from loneliness? A sort of insurance policy against not counting?
I felt that thread that had come between us, tugging, tugging at my heart - so hard, it hurt me. A hundred times I almost rose, almost went in to her; a hundred times I thought, Go to her! Why are you waiting? Go back to her side! But every time, I thought of what would happen if I did. I knew that I couldn't lie beside her, without wanting to touch her. I couldn't have felt her breath upon my mouth, without wanting to kiss her. And I couldn't have kissed her, without wanting to save her.
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What this quote means
This quote expresses the deep emotional struggle one faces when yearning for a loved one amidst self-restraint.
In this quote, the speaker vividly describes the inner turmoil experienced when feeling an intense emotional connection to someone they care about. Despite the overwhelming desire to approach the person and offer comfort, there's a recognition of the complex emotions involved, which includes longing, the urge to connect physically, and the desire to protect. The quote powerfully illustrates the pain of separation and the courage it takes to hold back from acting on one’s feelings, reflecting both vulnerability and love.
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Example use cases
This quote could be shared in a romantic setting, capturing the essence of deep emotional connection.
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