February 2012
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She wanted to die, but she also wanted to live in Paris.
– Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary
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My body is a dead language and you pronounce each word perfectly.
– Sierra DeMulder, Unrequited Love Poem
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She loved mysteries so much
that she became one.
– John Green
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I do things like get in a taxi and say, “The library, and step on it.
– David Foster Wallace
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