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لانه احتمال ارسب باكتر من مادة و معناها رسبت السنة كلها
لانه احتمال ارسب باكتر من مادة و معناها رسبت السنة كلها
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Forwarded from Unfinished sentenc
“Where had the old me gone, the one who used to read a book as if possessed by it?”
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Forwarded from Unfinished sentenc
“People unconsciously fashion their own action- and thought-drives.”
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“The power to concentrate was the most important thing. Living without this power would be like opening one’s eyes without seeing anything.”
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Forwarded from ɴᴏᴛᴇs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ
So that’s my life—or my life before I stopped sleeping—each day pretty much a repetition of the one before.
Yesterday could have been the day before yesterday or vice versa.
Sleep
-Haruki Murakami.
Yesterday could have been the day before yesterday or vice versa.
Sleep
-Haruki Murakami.
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Forwarded from Unfinished sentenc
Coming from the girl I picture when reading about the coolest female protagonists, what an honor.
Unfinished sentenc
Coming from the girl I picture when reading about the coolest female protagonists, what an honor.
How come I never asked you about your favourite female protagonists?
Forwarded from Notes 🌙 (Arwa)
الدنيا بخير بما إن في عصافير مغردة في لحظات الغروب
ɴᴏᴛᴇs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ
Chris Isaak – Wicked Game
When am I gonna live my dark academic dream?
Forwarded from Unfinished sentenc
“When I like people immensely I never tell their names to anyone. It is like surrendering a part of them. I have grown to love secrecy.”
Unfinished sentenc
“When I like people immensely I never tell their names to anyone. It is like surrendering a part of them. I have grown to love secrecy.”
Rip I was about to post this quote but it occurred to me that you've posted it once
What a shame.
What a shame.
The commonest thing is delightful if one only hides it.
When I leave town I never tell my people where I am going. If I did, I would lose all my pleasure. It is a silly habit, I dare say, but somehow it seems to bring a great deal of romance into one's life.
The picture of Dorian Gray
- Oscar Wilde
When I leave town I never tell my people where I am going. If I did, I would lose all my pleasure. It is a silly habit, I dare say, but somehow it seems to bring a great deal of romance into one's life.
The picture of Dorian Gray
- Oscar Wilde
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