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If the parallel lines do not meet, it is not because meet they cannot, but because they have other things to do. – Nabokov (about Gogolian view of Lobachevsky’s geometry) |
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Wuthering Heights - Kate Bush
one of my favorite books from High School days
“… for what is not connected with her to me? and what does not recall her? I cannot look down to this floor, but her features are shaped in the flags! In every cloud, in every tree—filling the air at night, and caught by glimpses in every object by day—I am surrounded with her image! The most ordinary faces of men and women—my own features—mock me with a resemblance. The entire world is a dreadful collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her!”
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I sometimes do.
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"Older chests reveal themselves
Like a crack in a wall
Starting small, and grow in time
And we all seem to need the help
Of someone else
To mend that shelf
of too many books
Read me your favourite line"Damien Rice - Older Chests
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Skiing might be the biggest joy.
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In the summer of 07 when I found there was heaven in your heart,
I told you mine is on my sleeve, but it’s easier to see it in the dark.
Don’t you give it up, give it up, give it up.
Don’t you give it up, give it up, give it up.
Cus if you give it up, give it up, give it up.
You’ve given up, given up, given up…on the world.Lalalala la
La la la
"Save the World (P.T. Walkley)
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I’ll be seeing you
In every lovely summer’s day;
In every thing that’s light and gay.
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"And of course she enjoyed life immensely. It was her nature to enjoy. Anyhow there was no bitterness in her; none of that sense of moral virtue which is so repulsive in good women."
Mrs. Dalloway, Virginia Woolf.
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"Thin-lipped Wisdom spoke at her from the worn chair, hinted at prudence, quoted from that book of cowardice whose author apes the name of common sense. She did not listen. She was free in her prison of passion. Her prince, Prince Charming, was with her. She had called on Memory to remake him. She had sent her soul to search for him, and it had brought him back. His kiss burned again upon her mouth. Her eyelids were warm with his breath."
Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray Ch. 5
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If only Chagall could paint the whole world…
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Le Sommeil - Dali (1937)
I’m sleeping ‘cause this dream is too amazing.
