They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered. — F. Scott Fitzgerald
They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered.
They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered.
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The heart of another is a dark forest, always, no matter how close it has been to one’s own.
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
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