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elizabethanism:“I believe more in truth than in kindness. I think that truth is the quintessence of kindness, long-term kindness.”— Clarice Lispector (December 15, 1973

elizabethanism:“I believe more in truth than in kindness. I think that truth is the quintessence of kindness, long-term kindness.”— Clarice Lispector (December 15, 1973

meanwhilepoetry:“Why did you invent poetry?” Dionysus asked Apollo, filling his goblet with wine once more. Apollo took a sip “Why did you invent wine?” Dionysus looked at his own goblet, thinking of the ruby liquid within it and answered thoughtfully,

meanwhilepoetry:“Why did you invent poetry?” Dionysus asked Apollo, filling his goblet with wine once more. Apollo took a sip “Why did you invent wine?” Dionysus looked at his own goblet, thinking of the ruby liquid within it and answered thoughtfully,

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typewriter-worries:tulipsofthemorning:[ Text ID: I was never insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched. ]

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