May 2012
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In his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings...
– f. scott fitzgerald (via hannepiasecki)
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When we walked the streets, bodies close together, arm in arm, hands locked, I...
– Anaïs Nin
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Being Irish, he had an abiding sense of tragedy, which sustained him through...
– William Butler Yeats
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