"One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well."
Virginia Woolf " *A Room of One's Own* "
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مجھے شک ہے ہونے نہ ہونے پہ خالدؔ
اگر ہوں تو اپنا پتا چاہتا ہوں
~خالد مبشر
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"Living in a bookshop is like living in a warehouse of explosives. Those shelves are ranked with the most furious combustibles in the world--the brains of men."
~ Christopher Morley
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Captain Frederick Wentworth's letter to Anne Elliott 🍒💌
I can listen no longer in silence. I must speak to you by such means as are within my reach. You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, eight years and a half ago. Dare not say that man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death. I have loved none but you. Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant. You alone have brought me to Bath. For you alone, I think and plan. Have you not seen this? Can you fail to have understood my wishes? I had not waited even these ten days, could I have read your feelings, as I think you must have penetrated mine. I can hardly write. I am every instant hearing something which overpowers me. You sink your voice, but I can distinguish the tones of that voice when they would be lost on others. Too good, too excellent creature! You do us justice, indeed. You do believe that there is true attachment and constancy among men. Believe it to be most fervent, most undeviating, in
F. W.
I must go, uncertain of my fate; but I shall return hither, or follow your party, as soon as possible. A word, a look, will be enough to decide whether I enter your father's house this evening or never.
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Ophélie, 1851 - Léopold Burthe (1823-1860)
“Farewell the tranquil mind! Farewell content!
Farewell the plumed troops and the big wars
That make ambition virtue! O farewell!
Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump,
The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife,
The royal banner, and all quality,
Pride, pomp and circumstance of glorious war!”
~ Othello (Shakespeare)
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Guillaume Geefs The Genius of Evil (Lucifer from Liege) (1848)
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"Glad to hear that you had a pleasant Christmas, & the coming year may prove a fruitful and congenial one for you... All religious or other systems assigning mankind an important place in the universe are obviously primitive myths - no matter how widely & persistently perpetuated. So far as any real evidence goes, the cosmos is simply a perpetual field of interacting streams of force amidst which the galactic universe, the solar system, this tiny earth, the principle of animal life, & the human species are nothing more than momentary accidents."
HPL in a letter to Robert Nelson, January 16, 1935
*Merry Christmas Accidents* 🥳🤗
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