October 2012
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bye, till then.
September 2012
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They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered.
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise
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There must be something strangely sacred in salt. It is in our tears and in the...
– Khalil Gibran
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I wanted to tell her everything. Maybe if I’d been able to, we could have lived...
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close
I am a part of all that I have met.
– Alfred Tennyson, The Complete Poetical Works of Tennyson
You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do...
– Franz Kafka
I wasn’t scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was...
– Jack Kerouac, On The Road
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Touching him was always so important to me. It was something I lived for....
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close
I am nothing. I’m like someone who’s been thrown into the ocean at night,...
– Haruki Murakami, 1Q84
My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are gray faces that peer over...
– William Golding
I love you, even if there isn’t any me, or any love, or even any life. I love...
– Zelda Fitzgerald
Kiss me and you will see how important I am.
– Sylvia Plath
I can take a lot of pain without falling apart. I’ve had to learn to do that....
– Octavia Butler, Parable of the Sower