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Quote by Walt Whitman
The female that loves unrequited sleeps, And the male that lov

The female that loves unrequited sleeps,
And the male that loves unrequited sleeps,
The head of the money-maker that plotted all day sleeps,
And the enraged and treacherous dispositions, all, all sleep. – Walt Whitman

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I say that democracy can never prove itself beyond cavil, until it founds and luxuriantly grows its own forms of art, poems, schools, theology, displacing all that exists, or that has been produced anywhere in the past, under opposite influences. – Walt Whitman

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I do not now begin,–I still adore
Her whom I early cherishd in my breast;
Then once again with prudence dispossessd,
And to whose heart Im driven back once more.
The love of Petrarch, that all-glorious love,
Was unrequited, and, alas, full sad… – Johann von Goethe

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Girls, like men, want to be petted, pitied, and made much of, when they are diffident, in low spirits, or in unrequited love. These are services which the weak cannot render to the strong and which the strong will not render to the weak, except when there is also a difference of sex. – George Bernard Shaw

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How many young men, in all previous times of unprecedented steadiness, had turned suddenly wild and wicked for the same reason, and, in an ecstasy of unrequited love, taken to wrench off door-knockers, and invert the boxes of rheumatic watchmen! – Charles Dickens

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It was all love on my side, and all good comradeship and friendship on hers. When we parted she was a free woman, but I could never again be a free man. – Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

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