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"Stepping through fields of flowers and taking to her breast buds that had broken and lambs that had fallen, with the stars in her eyes and the wind in her hair- He took her bag."
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"The dust was antique spice, burnt maple leaves, a prickling blue that teemed and sifted to earth. Swarming its own shadows, the dust filtered over the tents."
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"She looked like a head-on collision between a fashion plate and a nightmare."
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"His eyes were open wounds beneath his heavy brows, a blue as dark as the sea by night."
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"Stepping through fields of flowers and taking to her breast buds that had broken and lambs that had fallen, with the stars in her eyes and the wind in her hair- He took her bag."
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"We rode on the winds of the rising storm,We ran to the sounds of the thunder.We danced among the lightning bolts,and tore the world asunder."
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"It is photography itself that creates the illusion of innocence. Its ironies of frozen narrative lend to its subjects an apparent unawareness that they will change or die. It is the future they are innocent of. Fifty years on we look at them with the godly knowledge of how they turne dout after all - who they married, the date of their death - with no thought for who will one day be holding photographs of us."
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"The evening sky was awash with peach, apricot, cream: tender little ice-cream clouds in a wide orange sky."
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"So the freshness lives onin a lemon,in the sweet-smelling house of the rind,the proportions, arcane and acerb."
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"A solitary finger of light fell upon it, illuminating motes of golden dust floating in the air."
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"It is much more important to be oneself than anything else."
Self
"Anything may happen when womanhood has ceased to be a protected occupation."
Feminism
"One of the signs of passing youth is the birth of a sense of fellowship with other human beings as we take our place among them."
Sense
"I was in a queer mood, thinking myself very old: but now I am a woman again - as I always am when I write."
Now
"Her eyes were full of a hot liquid (she did not think of tears at first) which, without disturbing the firmness of her lips, made the air thick, rolled down her cheeks. She had perfect control of herself-Oh, yes!-in every other way."
Strength
"It's not catastrophes, murders, deaths, diseases, that age and kill us; it's the way people look and laugh, and run up the steps of omnibuses."
Age
"For they might be parted for hundreds of years, she and Peter; she never wrote a letter and his were dry sticks; but suddenly it would come over her, If he were with me now what would he say? -some days, some sights bringing him back to her calmly, without the old bitterness; which perhaps was the reward of having cared for people; they came back in the middle of St. James's Park on a fine morning-indeed they did."
Nostalgia
"Yes, our old age is not going to be sunny orchard drowse. By shutting down the fire curtain, though, I find I can live in the moment; which is good; why yield a moment to regret or envy or worry? Why indeed?"
Aging
"I do not believe that gifts, whether of mind or character, can be weighed like sugar and butter."
Neglect
"To enjoy freedom we have to control ourselves."
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