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I do know that for the sympathy of one living being, I would make peace with all. I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.

- Arthur Rimbaud 

I went over to the window and opened it and packed a snowball with my bare hands. The snow was very good for packing. I didn’t throw it at anything, though. I started to throw it. At a car that was parked across the street. But I changed my mind. The car looked so nice and white. Then I started to throw it at a hydrant, but that looked too nice and white, too. Finally, I didn’t throw it at anything. 

“The world is changed because you are made of ivory and gold. The curves of your lips rewrite history.”

Mansfield Park (1814)

Pride and Prejudice (1813)

Northanger Abbey (1817)

Persuasion (1817)