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We drank gin fizzes till we forgot how to walk.

- Vivian and Celia in City of girls by Elizabeth Gilbert
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There was no focus; there was just a constant search for the vivid. We missed nothing, but we also missed everything.

- Vivian and Celia in City of girls by Elizabeth Gilbert
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Call me Ishmael Madame Dagadá

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onda depois doutra onda
depois doutra onda depois
doutra onda depois

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L'amour est un oiseau rebelle
Que nul ne peut apprivoiser
Et c'est bien en vain qu'on l'appelle
S'il lui convient de refuser

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You will do foolish things, but do them with enthusiasm.
- Colette

in Elizabeth Gilbert's City of Girls
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but my heart was a desert landscape filled with mirages and quicksand
- sylvie in searching for sylvie lee by jean kwok
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Deanna: Dolor hic tibi proderit olim.
Michonne: What does it mean?
Deanna: Someday this pain will be useful to you.

- Ovid cited in The Walking Dead, S06E08
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I held on to the images of their faces, their bodies, their hands, their voices.
- Sylvie in Searching for Sylvie by Jean Kwok

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How could I hate him and still wish he were mine?
- Sylve in Searching for Sylvie by Jean Kwok
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