“The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”, T.S. Eliot
"Art should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable."
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"I would always rather be happy than dignified."
Jane Eyre, Charlotte Brontë (via valse-des-fleurs)

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n. a kind of melancholic
trance in which you become
completely absorbed in vivid
sensory details -- raindrops
skittering down a window,
tall trees leaning in the
wind, clouds of cream
swirling in your coffee --
which leads to a dawning
awareness of the haunting
fragility of life.

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