Leo (leo249)

Hell was a place of remembering, each beautiful moment passed through the mind's eye until it fell to the ground like a rotten mango, perfectly useless, uselessly perfect. ——Homegoing, Novelist, Yaa Gyasi

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Satire should, like a polished razor keen, Wound with a touch that's scarcely felt or seen. —To the Imitator of the First Satire of Horace, Writer, Lady Mary Wortley Montagu

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His native home deep imag'd in his soul. —The Odyssey, Poet, Homer

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The aim of life is to live, and to live means to be aware, joyously, drunkenly, serenely, divinely aware. —The Wisdom of the Heart, Writer, Henry Miller

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