"I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited."
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals
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Is it even possible to feel nostalgic about something that hasn't happened yet?
Winifred Clarke, The Dandelion Pact
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His smile is most peculiar. The flesh of his mouth tightens slightly in the middle, as if he was struggling to hide his joy, like a precious gift almost presented too early. But the corners of his lips shoot up already, betraying the sparkling and golden light, as triumphant as it is gentle. And with this tender glow, this only too delicate gesture, his whole face is now bathed in light, radiating it, emanating it, as crisp and clean and clear as the glittering ripples of the morning sun.
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“A flame may love a snowflake but they can never be together without each harming the other”
“Then let me melt”
-The Land Of Stories
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— Trista Mateer ,“I Still Forget We’re Not Even Friends”
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"I may think of you softly from time to time. But I’ll cut off my hand before I ever reach for you again."
//Arthur Miller, The Crucible: A Play in Four Acts
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Our loved ones never leave us if we allow them to live in our hearts.
Rose Harrison, The Dandelion Pact
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