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excerpt (The Dreamers- Gilbert Aldair)
"I will never kill myself," Matthew said bluntly. "I believe, I truly believe, that if you kill yourself you go to Hell..."
"It's because you're already in Hell that you kill yourself," said Isabelle.
"That's witty," replied Matthew, "but Jesus was wittier. Let me put it this way. I'll never kill myself because I love you."
"You say that but you may not always love me."
"I will always love you."
"I wonder. If amour didn't rhyme with toujours, maybe we'd never have thought of equating love with eternity."
"It's because you're already in Hell that you kill yourself," said Isabelle.
"That's witty," replied Matthew, "but Jesus was wittier. Let me put it this way. I'll never kill myself because I love you."
"You say that but you may not always love me."
"I will always love you."
"I wonder. If amour didn't rhyme with toujours, maybe we'd never have thought of equating love with eternity."