The world is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.

Bertrand Russel

Thursday, October 10, 2013

Petrified

I have not loved the world, nor the world me, but let us part fair foes; I do believe, though I have found them not, that there may be words which are things, hopes which will not deceive, and virtues which are merciful, or weave snares for the failing: I would also deem o'er others' griefs that some sincerely grieve; that two, or one, are almost what they seem, that goodness is no name, and happiness no dream. - George Gordon Byron


 that two, or one, are almost what they seem
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