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Spitzfaden Cincinnati Quotes By Henry David Thoreau

It is remarkable how easily and insensibly we fall into a particular route, and make a beaten track for ourselves. — Henry David Thoreau

Spitzfaden Cincinnati Quotes By Sophocles

For time alone shews a man's honesty,
But in one day you may discern his guilt. — Sophocles

Spitzfaden Cincinnati Quotes By Frederick Lenz

Purity is innocence, the innocence of lack of self. Desire is innocent unless it's connected with self. — Frederick Lenz

Spitzfaden Cincinnati Quotes By Patrick Ness

Libraries are not facing crisis, they are in crisis. — Patrick Ness

Spitzfaden Cincinnati Quotes By Charlotte Rampling

My mother's incredible diaries, which she'd written from when she was 21, and even before that. She fell in love with my father when she was 12. — Charlotte Rampling

Spitzfaden Cincinnati Quotes By Richard Brautigan

I had become so quiet and so small in the grass by the pond that I was barely noticeable, hardly there. I sat there watching their living room shining out of the dark beside the pond. It looked like a fairy-tale functioning happily in the post-World War II gothic of America before television crippled the imagination and turned people indoors and away from living out their own fantasies with dignity. Anyway, I just kept getting smaller and smaller beside the pond, more and more unnoticed in the darkening summer grass until I disappeared into the 32 years that have passed since then. — Richard Brautigan

Spitzfaden Cincinnati Quotes By Justen Ahren

Night

Night came, sirens.
Dark and breathless, it came
with the limp shape of my mother in its arms./
In its white coat, it came with her from the bath/
laid her on the floor in the hall./
It struck her blue mouth
forced the metal of its own mouth over the water of hers./
It blew into her again
and again. It said, Stay.
It asked her name.

Morning came.
Tender it came
as tender as the one before.
It brought walls
and the doors of the house stood swinging open and closing upon our secrets/
for everyone to see. For days,
I slept with the words
I'd heard her singing in the tub
Hello, darkness. — Justen Ahren