The only thing that could spoil a day was people. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.
—Ernest Hemingway (via displaypowercc)
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For me, sleeping is a waste of time. I’m afraid to sleep. It’s a form of death.
—Edith Piaf (via misswallflower)
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I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.
— Edgar Allan Poe (via caigecollect)
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