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| So long old bean, it's been a dream... | |
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| "... I do not want to recollect... I should be afraid of preventing the future and allowing the past to encroach on me. It is out of the utter forgetfulness of yesterday that I create every new hour's freshness. It is never enough for me to have been happy. I do not believe in dead things and cannot distinguish between being no more and never having been... If only our paltry minds... were able to embalm our memories! But memories keep badly. The most delicate fade and shrivel; the most voluptuous decay; the most delicious are the most dangerous in the end. The thing one repents of were at first delicious... Regrets, remorse, repentance, are past joys seen from behind. I don't like looking backwards and I leave me past behind me as the bird leaves his shade to fly away... Let every moment carry away with it all that it brought". (The Immoralist, Andre Gide) Love, Violet. | |