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“they asked "do you love her to death?"
i said "speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life”
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i said "speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life”
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“Her lips pale, her face red from the cold, Dorothea said nothing. She ate a kind of cake she was fond of. She was still beautiful; nevertheless her face kept dissolving in that light, dissolving in the grey of the sky.”
― Blue of Noon
― Blue of Noon
“Riches do not so much exhilarate us with their possession, as they torment us with their loss.”
― The Anatomy of Melancholy
― The Anatomy of Melancholy
“You wouldn't believe the kind of person I could become if you wanted it.”
― Letters to Felice
― Letters to Felice
“This afternoon I couldn't get out of bed, not because I was too tired but because I was too "heavy" - again and again that word, it's the only one that fits me, do you understand this at all? It's something like the “heaviness” of a ship which has lost its rudder and which says to the waves: "I'm too heavy for myself and for you too light".”
― Letters to Milena
― Letters to Milena
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