February 2012
No, we weren’t lovers, but in a way we had opened ourselves to each other even...
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January 2012
Emptying the ashtrays was very expressive of myself. I just lump everything in a...
– Zelda Sayre Fitzgerald, Save Me the Waltz
She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous...
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated
Sometimes beautiful things come into our lives out of nowhere. We can’t always...
– Lauren Kate, Torment