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a sticky day.
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“ His neck, round which soft, fragrant arms had so lately been clasped, seemed to him to be anointed with oil; on his left cheek near his moustache where the unknown had kissed him there was a faint chilly tingling sensation as from peppermint drops, and the more he rubbed the place the more distinct was the chilly sensation; all over, from head to foot, he was full of a strange new feeling which grew stronger and stronger… He wanted to dance, to talk, to run into the garden, to laugh aloud…
— Anton Chekhov (via libelule)
(Source: wileycoyoteee, via russkayaliteratura)
Es facil para un revolucionario amar. Porque el amor a toda una humanidad es lo que nos hace respirar, comer y luchar.
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“ Questioner: How are we to treat others?
Ramana Maharshi: There are no others.
Ramana Maharshi: There are no others.
— Ramana Maharshi (via oceanofmind)
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“One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin.”
Original:
“Als Gregor Samsa eines Morgens aus unruhigen Träumen erwachte, fand er sich in seinem Bett zu einem ungeheueren Ungeziefer verwandelt.”
—
The Metamorphosis (Die Verwandlung) by Franz Kafka
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“ There is immeasurably more left inside than what comes out in words.
— Dostoevsky (via holdenandcaulfield)
(Source: splinter-eye, via booklover)
