October 2009
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Oct 31st
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“Oh, haggard mind, groping darkly through the past; incapable of detaching itself...”
– Charles Dickens (via libraryland)
Oct 31st
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Oct 31st
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“The question will be, when the time comes, do you want to be saved?”
– Captain Hook via eletheowl; maudeloves; deadasleaves
Oct 30th
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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...
Oct 30th
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Oct 30th
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Oct 30th
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Oct 30th
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Oct 30th
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Oct 30th
Oct 29th
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Oct 29th
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Bernard Black
Oct 28th
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Oct 28th
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Oct 28th
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“But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.”
– George Eliot
Oct 28th
Oct 28th
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Oct 28th
Day 6
VI
Oct 27th
Oct 27th
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Oct 27th
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Oct 27th
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Oct 27th
“Imagination is a strong, restless faculty, which claims to be heard and...”
– Charlotte Brontë (via libraryland)
Oct 27th
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Oct 27th
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Oct 27th
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Day 5
V
Oct 26th
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“Sorrow is tranquillity remembered in emotion.”
– Dorothy Parker
Oct 26th
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If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more. via wickedground
Oct 26th
Oct 26th
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Oct 26th
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Oct 26th
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Oct 26th
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“It’s not catastrophes, murders, deaths, diseases, that age and kill us;...”
– Virginia Woolf
Oct 26th
Oct 25th
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Oct 25th
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Oct 25th
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Day 4
IV
Oct 25th
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Oct 25th
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Oct 25th
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Oct 25th
Oct 25th
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Oct 24th
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Oct 24th
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Day 3
III
Oct 24th
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Oct 24th
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Oct 24th
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
Oct 24th
Day 2
II
Oct 23rd