Everyone struggles against despair, but it always wins in the end. It has to. It's the thing that lets us say goodbye.
---Jeffrey Eugenides, Middlesex
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- The Lowest Trees Have Topps
- friendship
- Quod in te est, prome.
- Ulysses
- Because I have traveled, I can see other universes...
- Look to this day! For it is life, ...
- The future is not a choice between alternative pat...
- marathons
- Emmonsails Heath in Winter
- Frost
- Circular
- With love all things may be redeeemed, all things ...
- A coward is incapable of exhibiting love; it is th...
- A man is only as good as what he loves. ...
- Love is whatever you can still betray. Betrayal c...
- stevens ...
- Of what avail is an open eye, if the heart is blin...
- What stays with you latest and deepest? of curiou...
- One Art
- True, there is silver underThe veils of darkness.B...
- Curiosity
- The worth of virtue lies in action. ...
- If you understand,things are just as they are;if y...
- At the hour when the moon appears in the cityand t...
- Your work is to discover your world and then with ...
- poetry
- You Fit into Meyou fit into melike a hook into an ...
- Old trees are doomed to annual rebirth,New wood, n...
- I have tried to isolate and inspect the great tale...
- Learning without thought is labor lost; thought wi...
- . . . for the growing good of the world is partly ...
- ElegyThe light in the eyes has dimmed,The smile at...
- The Swimming LessonFeeling the icy kick, the endle...
- . . . what we wereand what we are today is not to ...
- SeparationYour absence has gone through meLike a t...
- POEMThe eager note on my door said, "Call me,call ...
- Everyone struggles against despair, but it always ...
- She that has no one to love or trust has little to...
- . . . consider them both, the sea and the land; an...
- Loss is change and change is Nature's delight. Th...
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About Me
- Jane Eyre
- Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain, and little, I am soulless and heartless? You think wrong — I have as much soul as you, — and full as much heart.
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