She threw herself across her bed, weeping into a pillow. She knew just what she wanted -- the desire was a fierce ache inside her. But fiercer still was the knowledge that it was beyond the reach of a female.

Libbie Hawker
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In this quote, we see a woman named Annabel who wants to marry a younger man named Robert. Annabel is torn between her true love and the social norms of her time. Her love for Robert makes her wish to defy society and marry him, despite the consequences. This desire is stronger than the fear of what society will say or do. Her love for Robert is strong enough that even if she were to be cut into shreds, she would still want to marry him because this love is real and it is powerful.

Source: Daughter Of Sand And Stone

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