March 2012
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There is not only one measure of beauty. Everyone adores the red rose, and yet...
– Alma Katsu, The Taker
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As all historians know, the past is a great darkness, and filled with echoes.
– Margaret Atwood
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extrafancyganza asked: I adore your Tumblr name and description. So beautiful.
February 2012
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My body is a dead language and you pronounce each word perfectly.
– Sierra DeMulder, Unrequited Love Poem
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And for the rest of the night, he couldn’t quite forget the smell of her...
– It’s In His Kiss, Julia Quinn
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May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window...
– Franz Kafka
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He wept, and it felt as if the tears were cleansing him, as if his body needed...
– Lois Lowry
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