Thursday, 29 April 2010
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Invictus - William Ernest Henley
Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. I...
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I would like to be a dot in a painting by Miro. Barely distinguishable from other dots, it's true, but quite uniquely placed. And fr...
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I love you, Not only for what you are, But for what I am When I am with you. I love you, Not only for what You have made of yourself,...
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She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect ...