“Nothing remains but to hope the end will come to extinguish the unrelenting pain of waiting for it.”
― Poems
― Poems
“We never love anyone. What we love is the idea we have of someone. It's our own concept—our own selves—that we love.”
― The Book of Disquiet
― The Book of Disquiet
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