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You intoxicate my soul with your eyes.
Billie Holiday, “You Go To My Head,” Album: Billie Holiday Sings (via wnq-music)
He who dares not grasp the thorn should never crave the rose.
Anne Brontë, The Narrow Way (via wordsnquotes)
Artur Pastor. Arquitetura, Motivos do Sul. Décadas de 50 a 60. Armação de Pêra.
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There are ways of dying that don’t end in funerals. Types of death you can’t smell.
Haruki Murakami, Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman (via sapphoisms)