Here she stopped and, closing her eyes, took a deep breath of the flower-scented air of the broad expanse around her. It was dearer to her than her kin, better than a lover, wiser than a book.
For a moment she rediscovered the purpose of her life.
(Boris Pasternak)
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Moments, passion, small defeats.
(Sonata Arctica ♪)
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There are few people whom I really love, and still fewer of whom I think well. The more I see of the world, the more am I dissatisfied with it; and every day confirms my belief of the inconsistency of all human characters, and of the little dependence that can be placed on the appearance of merit or sense.
(Jane Austen)
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I have a history of making decisions ve
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