O O Ophelia , you've been on my mind girl since the flood.

O O Ophelia heaven help the fool who falls in love.

When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions. 

Sir, I cannot make you a wholesome answer; my wit's diseased.

That skull had a tongue in it and could sing once.
How the knave jowls it to th' ground, as if it were Cain's jawbone that did the first murder!

What a tragedy!!

I must be cruel, only to be kind:
Thus bad begins and worse remains behind.

there are more things in heaven and earth ,Horatio,
than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

Richard floated on his back neck twisted unnaturally.
Mouth gaping, face frozen in a Greek mask of agony.
Blood crawled dark and sticky across his face from the crush of tissue and bone that used to be an eye socket, a cheekbone -now cracked and broken open like an eggshell.

إن الخروجَ مِن شيء إلى شيء، يجدُ الإنسانَ فيه دائماً مُعاناة ورهبة. إنهُ لهذا يهابُ الموت، ويهابُ كذلِك تغيير عقائدهِ وأزيائه النفسية. إننا لو كنا أمواتاً وعُرِضَ علينا أن نُصبِح أحياء لوجدنا في ذلِك مشقةً ورهبة، ولكرِهنا أن نُصبح أحياء، للسبب نفسه أي خوفاً من التغير والفراق. فالموت نفسهُ، وهو قمة المخاوف، ليس فيه ما يخيف سوى ما في أنفُسِنا من استعداد للخوف، فهو ليس مُخيفاً في ذاتهِ، بل في تقديرنا النفسي له.

It was the ponderous crouching demon Guilt.
At the time I didn't know him, but in the months to come he would climb onto my chest every night and sit snarling there, an ugly Fuselian nightmare.

𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘺, 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐲, 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫.

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You delighted my day indeed.
I like Anne of green gables!!
you had good luck whilst thrifting :)