| Quote | Author | Source | Email Quote |
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| Friendship is certainly the finest balm for the pangs of disappointed love. | Jane Austen | Northanger Abbey |  |
| Love, though said to be afflicted with blindness, is a vigilant watchman . . . | Charles Dickens | Our Mutual Friend | |
| . . . vanity is as ill at ease under indifference as tenderness is under a love which it cannot return . . . | George Eliot | Daniel Deronda | |
| . . . imagination is at the root of much that passes for love. | Gilbert Parker | The Trespasser | |
| "I love you, love you, love you! If you were to cast me off now - but you will not - you would never be rid of me. No one should come between us. I would pursue you to the death." | Charles Dickens | The Mystery of Edwin Drood | |
| "How beautiful you are! You are more beautiful in anger than in repose. I don't ask you for your love; give me yourself and your hatred; give me yourself and that pretty rage; give me yourself and that enchanting scorn; it will be enough for me." | Charles Dickens | The Mystery of Edwin Drood | |
| "Love knows not distance; it hath no continent; its eyes are for the stars . . ." | Gilbert Parker | Parables Of A Province | |
| "I loved you madly; in the distasteful work of the day, in the wakeful misery of the night, girded by sordid realities, or wandering through Paradises and Hells of visions into which I rushed, carrying your image in my arms, I loved you madly." | Charles Dickens | The Mystery of Edwin Drood | |
| But Rosa soon made the discovery that Miss Twinkleton didn't read fairly. She cut the love-scenes, interpolated passages in praise of female celibacy, and was guilty of other glaring pious frauds. | Charles Dickens | The Mystery of Edwin Drood | |
| The winds were warm about us, the whole earth seemed the wealthier for our love. | Harriet Prescott Spofford | The Amber Gods | |
