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I was satisfied with haiku until I met you,
but now I want a Russian novel,
a 50-page description of you sleeping.— D. Young
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I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.
John Keats (via carouselinparis)
John Keats (via carouselinparis)
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We loved with a love that was more than love.
Edgar Allan Poe (via girlinlondon)
Edgar Allan Poe (via girlinlondon)
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Anais Nin, Fire: From “A Journal of Love” The Unexpurgated Diary of Anais Nin
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