50 Quotes About Mind-games
- Author Donna Lynn Hope
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The black widow, who had dispatched a lover or two, was sought out for her wisdom. The young spider asked her, "Did you keep his harmful secret under the threat of danger, or did you spin a web so confusing that he didn't know if you were friend or foe? Did you release him from the web and your presence or will you give another the venom in which to finish him?" The black widow was quiet and then said, "All of the above.
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- Author Bangambiki Habyarimana
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If you aren't destroying your enemies, it's because you have been conquered and assimilated, you do not even have an idea of who your enemies are. You have been brainwashed into believing you are your own enemy, and you are set against yourself. The enemy is laughing at you as you tear yourself to pieces. That is the most effective warfare an enemy can launch on his foes: confounding them.
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- Author Efrat Cybulkiewicz
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inner demons feed on mind games. trust me, keeping them satisfied with my own twisted way of thinking.
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- Author J.P. Delaney
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But I know he loves me. I know he needs our games, that they answer some deep-seated hunger in him.
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- Author Shannon L. Alder
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Religious guilt will never grow the kind of love you want in someone.
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- Author Donna Lynn Hope
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You don’t run from someone and expect them to follow unless you want a stalker," he said. "You fool. All I wanted was to play hide-n-seek!
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- Author Shannon L. Alder
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You can be bit in the leg by a rattlesnake and seek help to heal your wound, or you can run after it and let the poison take your leg. The same is true with love.
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- Author Shannon L. Alder
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Sometimes, it is how you shine in the darkness during other people's misery that is remembered more than anything you could have said or done when you have suffered just as much.
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- Author Nenia Campbell
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Gavin had thought tragedy suited her: a young Miss Havisham, wearing the moth-eaten tatters of her frayed hopes like a ravaged bride. She had thought at first that it was the chase he craved, or the thrill of conquest, but while both of those might have been true, it was her humiliation that got him off. Physical, psychological, sexual—his favorite games were the ones he played with her head.
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