With curious art the brain, too finely wrought, Preys on herself, and is destroyed by thought. — Charles Churchill Copy Share Image
“This was many years ago. The staircase wall on which I saw the rising glimmer of his candle has long since ceased… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“I destroyed myself because I thought no one will destroy me that way but I guess I was wrong... they're stonger.” — Marivil Copy Share Image
