from The Mummy by Anne Rice

Tuesday, January 25, 2005
* And all the wonders...should draw me from my grief, and yet I can not heal my heart; And so the mind suffers; the mind closes as if it were a flower without sun.

* When we are weary, we speak lovingly of dreams, as if they embodied our true desires - what we would have when that which we do have so sorely disappoints us.

~ i. ~
vanina

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