February 2012
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At the heart of all beauty lies something inhuman.
– Albert Camus (via corrumpo)
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The last, late guest
To the gate we followed;
Goodbye — and the rest...
– Henrik Ibsen, Gone
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Through our sunless lanes creeps Poverty with her hungry eyes, and Sin with his...
– Oscar Wilde, The Young King
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The river I have under my tongue,
Unimaginable water, my little boat,
And...
– Paul Eluard, The River
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