“She had such a thirst for destruction,”— Marcel Proust, from The Complete Works; “In Search of Lost Time,”
“She waved her hand at the trees standing bare in the clear light of January.”— Virginia Woolf, from The Complete Works; “Between the Acts,” c. 1941
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““I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth, then I ask myself the same question.””— Harun Yahya
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“Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I’m not living.”— Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via amortizing)
““Life becomes easier when you learn to accept an apology you never got.””— Robert Brault (via amargedom)
