October 2009
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Oh, haggard mind, groping darkly through the past; incapable of detaching itself...
– Charles Dickens
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The question will be, when the time comes, do you want to be saved?
– Captain Hook
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“She has escaped from my Asylum!”
I cannot say with truth that the terrible inference which those words suggested flashed upon me like a new revelation. Some of the strange questions put to me by the woman in white, after my ill-considered promise to leave her free to act as she pleased, had suggested the conclusion either that she was naturally flighty and unsettled, or that some...
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Bernard Black
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But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
– George Eliot
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Day 6
VI
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Imagination is a strong, restless faculty, which claims to be heard and...
– Charlotte Brontë (via libraryland)
Day 5
V
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Sorrow is tranquillity remembered in emotion.
– Dorothy Parker
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If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more.
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It’s not catastrophes, murders, deaths, diseases, that age and kill us;...
– Virginia Woolf
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Day 4
IV
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Day 3
III
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I STEPPED from plank to plank
So slow and cautiously;
The stars about my head I felt,
About my feet the sea.
I knew not but the next
Would be my final inch,—
This gave me that precarious gait
Some call experience.
Emily Dickinson
Day 2
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