среда, 06 мая 2015
15:13

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“The heart of another is a dark forest.”

— Ivan Turgenev, from “A Month in the Country”


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понедельник, 04 мая 2015
16:21

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the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
“a bouquet of clumsy words: you know that place between sleep and awake where you’re still dreaming but it’s slowly slipping? i wish we could feel like that more often. i also wish i could click my fingers three times and be transported to anywhere i like. i wish that people didn’t always say just wondering when you both know there was a real reason behind them asking. and i wish i could get lost in the stars. listen, there’s a hell of a good universe next door, let’s go.”

— e. e. cummings


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воскресенье, 03 мая 2015
18:49

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суббота, 02 мая 2015
14:32

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четверг, 30 апреля 2015
21:51

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
“But who can remember pain, once it’s over? All that remains of it is a shadow, not in the mind even, in the flesh. Pain marks you, but too deep to see. Out of sight, out of mind.”

— Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid’s Tale


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