“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”
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“Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.”
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Liz Minelli.’s 2025 Year in Books
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