I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.

Douglas Adams, The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul 

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I have my own sorrow, but I suffer with him, too; I share his pain. I understand all―that is my trouble.

Albert Camus, Caligula 

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When our hands finally met, everything that needed to be said, was said.

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I touched her thigh and death smiled.

Jim Morrison 

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He was chilled by the innocence of her kiss.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, Jacob’s Ladder 

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