We bury love; Forgetfulness grows over it like grass: That is a thing to weep for, not the dead. — Alexander Smith Copy Share Image
“[...]however much one may love the poison that is destroying one, when one has compulsorily to do without it, and has had to do without it for some time past, one cannot help attaching a certain value to the peace… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
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