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“While the imperial secret police fruitlessly combed the area, Kropotkin went out to dinner.”
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“While the imperial secret police fruitlessly combed the area, Kropotkin went out to dinner.”

“To be honest with you, the best books I’ve found are from people who died.”

A laconic inflationary aesthetic.

“She is thirty-five / Everything else is mere hypothesis.”

“I don’t know how it’s happened, but everything enters me more deeply now and keeps on going where it used to stop.”

“If Gaspard de la Nuit is in hell, let him roast there! I’m publishing his book.”

This stretch of rocky shoreline will soon be covered in steel and concrete—a port facility for the manufacture of wind turbines.

She liked to eat scrambled eggs; tragically, she died.

Walter de la Mare would have been posting on AO3.

“They were the wives of an ancient teddy bear, whom they called the Old One.”