And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more...

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We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.

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I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous...

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Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish...

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How wrong is it for a woman to expect the man to build the world...

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We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are.

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We travel some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls

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