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- Beatrice's POV -reader, dreamer, nostalgic, moon lover
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lacomedia · 9 months ago
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“I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.” ― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
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lacomedia · 10 months ago
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" It was a wonderful night, such a night as is only possible when we are young, dear reader. "
- Fyodor Dostoevsky, White Nights
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lacomedia · 10 months ago
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We used to look up in the sky and wonder at our place in the stars. Now we just look down and worry about our place in the dirt.
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lacomedia · 10 months ago
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lacomedia · 10 months ago
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Solar Eclipse | Jordon Conner
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lacomedia · 10 months ago
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"The world is changing and we must change with it"
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lacomedia · 10 months ago
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““No,” said Grandmother. “There’s no such thing as quietness. Everything can be heard. That thing that we call silence–it’s not really silence. It’s only our own deafness. If we weren’t so deaf the world wouldn’t be such a wicked place.”
— Stig Dagerman, from “In Grandmother’s House”, Sleet: Selected Stories (trans. Michael Hartman)
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lacomedia · 10 months ago
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Her soul belongs to words and books. Every time she reads, she is home.
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lacomedia · 11 months ago
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The taste of rain —Why kneel?
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lacomedia · 11 months ago
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"A deeper love for him. A love so deep that it transcends time. A love so strong it lasts beyond death"
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- Blood Orange by Karina Halle
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lacomedia · 11 months ago
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Donna Tartt
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lacomedia · 11 months ago
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A un viajero vi, de tierras remotas. Me dijo: hay dos piernas en el desierto, De piedra y sin tronco. A su lado cierto Rostro en la arena yace: la faz rota,
Sus labios, su frío gesto tirano, Nos dicen que el escultor ha podido Salvar la pasión, que ha sobrevivido Al que pudo tallarlo con su mano.
Algo ha sido escrito en el pedestal: «Soy Ozymandias, el gran rey. ¡Mirad Mi obra, poderosos! ¡Desesperad!:
La ruina es de un naufragio colosal. A su lado, infinita y legendaria Sólo queda la arena solitaria».
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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lacomedia · 11 months ago
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~ Whitney Hanson
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lacomedia · 11 months ago
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"You have escaped the holds of the nornir's plans, and even the gods no longer stand in your way"
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- Northern Wrath, by Thilde Kold Holdt
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lacomedia · 11 months ago
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“Melancholy were the sounds on a winter’s night"
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- Virginia Woolf
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lacomedia · 11 months ago
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lacomedia · 11 months ago
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