 5 Quotes about love and loss from famous books and classics

5 quotes about love and loss from famous books and classics

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Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

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Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.

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And yet, to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together nowadays.

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The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again.

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Grief is the price we pay for love.

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