Monday, October 29, 2012

“I believe one writes because one has to create a world in which one can live.”

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”  -Anais Nin

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