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E ricorda: è importante che sia l'uomo il più innamorato dei due.""Perché, mamma?""Perchè, mia cara, il cuore di una donna è mutevole ed è capace di innamorarsi anche più di una volta. Gli uomini, invece, nonostante tendano a esternare meno i propri sentimenti, quando amano, lo fanno per sempre.
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Mi mancherai moltissimo, ma chi ha le ali non è fatto per stare chiuso in gabbia, Se lo ami devi lasciarlo libero di voltare.
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Beaumont's intention was to promote the virtue and nutritional value of fruit-bearing trees. Fifteen different genera of fruit and a number of their different species are described in the work: almonds, apricots, a barberry, cherries, quinces, figs, strawberries, gooseberries, apples, a mulberry, pears, peaches, plums, grapes, and raspberries. Each colored plate illustrates the plant's seed, foliage, blossom, fruit, and sometimes cross sections of the species.
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Ljubav je istodobno najsebičniji i najnesebičniji osjećaj na svijetu, Kelena, i njezina se dva lica ne daju razdvojiti. Potreba u čovjeku bori se protiv želje da voljena osoba bude sretna. Stoga, nažalost, ljubav nije nešto što treba racionalizirati niti joj itko može umaknuti, zar ne?
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Problem je u tome, razmišljala sam, što oduvijek živim između dvaju svjetova
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Ne znam u što ti vjeruješ, ali nijedan muškarac ni žena zacijelo ne mogu poreći da postoji nešto iznad nas, zar ne?
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I knew that, although my life had been shaped by events out of my control, it was I who had chosen to react to them in the way I had
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I will always remember exactly where I was and what I was doing when I heard that my father had died...
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The night was as perfect as she could possibly have hoped. Only on nights like this did Wharton Park rival the beauty of her childhood home in Provence. The softness of an English country evening, when land and sky seemed to melt into each other, the smell of freshly mown grass, mingling with the scent of roses, had its own special magic.
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