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The crickets' party. St. Nicholas songs. 1885.
Internet Archive
“As for myself, I had a lot to say. But I was silent.”
— Albert Camus, from Youthful Writings; “Intuitions,” wr. c. 1932
"Can the absence of words tell a story? Like a pattern in lace, the holes as important as the threads?"
Eden Robins, Remember You Will Die
After the Rain
Barney, snoozing on a hilltop, in the summer of 2009.
Fyodor Dostoevsky, from a letter featured in Letters of Fyodor Michailovitch Dostoevsky to his Family & Friends
Charlotte Brontë, from “Jane Eyre”
Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Trapeze: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anais Nin, 1947-1955