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“You can love someone and still choose to say goodbye to them,” she says now. “You can miss a person every day, and still be glad that they are no longer in your life.”
― Educated
― Educated
“In real life, I assure you, there is no such thing as algebra. ”
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“How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray’r accepted, and each wish resign’d”
― Eloisa to Abelard
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray’r accepted, and each wish resign’d”
― Eloisa to Abelard
“The people of this world are like the three butterflies
in front of a candle's flame.
The first one went closer and said:
I know about love.
The second one touched the flame
lightly with his wings and said:
I know how love's fire can burn.
The third one threw himself into the heart of the flame
and was consumed. He alone knows what true love is.”
―
in front of a candle's flame.
The first one went closer and said:
I know about love.
The second one touched the flame
lightly with his wings and said:
I know how love's fire can burn.
The third one threw himself into the heart of the flame
and was consumed. He alone knows what true love is.”
―
“I grow old … I grow old …
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.
Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me.
I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.”
― The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.
Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me.
I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.”
― The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
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