live, simply...love, fiercely
live, simply...love, fiercely
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Leave only tracks | by Sarah Elizabeth Simpson.
simply a rustic fence
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"I rose; I could scarcely resist a desire to kiss the hand of the lady in pink, but I felt that to do so would require as much audacity as a forcible abduction of her. My heart beat loud while I counted out to myself “Shall I do it, shall I not?” and then I ceased to ask myself what I ought to do so as at least to do something. Blindly, hotly, madly, flinging aside all the reasons I had just found to support such action, I seized and raised to my lips the hand she held out to me."
Remembrance Of Things Past, Volume One By Marcel Proust (via man-of-prose)
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Pool’s Landing RoadEdgecomb, Maine