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"You find my words dark. Darkness is in our souls, do you not think?"

- Joyce, James. Ulysses.  (via wordsnquotes)

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"I think hell is something you carry around with you. Not somewhere you go."

- Gaiman, Neil. The Sandman. (via wordsnquotes)

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"My sweet girl,

Your Letter gave me more delight, than any thing in the world but yourself could do; indeed I am almost astonished that any absent one should have that luxurious power over my senses which I feel. Even when I am not thinking of you I receive your influence and a tenderer nature steeling upon me. All my thoughts, my unhappiest days and nights have I find not at all cured me of my love of Beauty, but made it so intense that I am miserable that you are not with me: or rather breathe in that dull sort of patience that cannot be called Life. I never knew before, what such a love as you have made me feel, was; I did not believe in it…

Ever yours, my love!
John Keats.
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- Keats, John. To Fanny Brawne, dated July 8th, 1819.  (via wordsnquotes)

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