Me arriving at the gates of hell.

Me arriving at the gates of hell.

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There were always in me,two women at least.One woman desperate and bewildered,who felt she was drowning and another who would leap into a scene,as upon a stage,conceal her true emotions because they were weaknesses;helplessness,despair,and present to the world only a smile,an eagerness,curiosity,enthusiasm,interest.
— Anaïs Nin
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Here she is, all mine,trying her best to give me all she can.How could I ever hurt her?But I didn’t understand then.That I could hurt somebody so badly she would never recover.That a person can,just by living,damage another human being beyond repair.
Haruki MurakamiSouth of the Border, West of the Sun
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When I’m old and gray,I want to have a house by the sea…good music,and booze around.And a damn good kitchen to cook in.
Ava Gardner
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I hated knowing what I wanted and knowing what was right and knowing they weren’t the same thing.
— Maggie Stiefvater, Forever
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