We were masters of nature, masters of the world. We had forgotten everything - death, fatigue, our natural needs. Stronger than cold or hunger, stronger than the shots and the desire to die, condemned and wandering, mere numbers, we were the only men on earth. (Night, Elie Wiesel)
Open rooms everywhere. Gaping doors and windows looking out into the void. It all belonged to everyone since it no longer belonged to anyone. It was there for the taking. An open tomb.
Cassie: Do you know what hurts most about a broken heart? Not being able to remember how you felt before... try and keep that feeling, because... if it goes... you'll never get it back. Chris: What happens then? Cassie: You lay waste to the world... and everything in it. (Chris 2.5, Skins)
Between no place of mine and no place of yours You'd have thought I'd know the way by now Just from thinking it over. Oh I know I've no excuse to be stuck here turning Like a mirror on a string, Except it's hardly credible how It all keeps changing. Loss has a wider choice of directions Than the other thing. (The Nails, W.S. Merwin)
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(Night, Elie Wiesel)
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A summer sun.
(Night, Elie Wiesel)
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(A Clockwork Orange, Anthony Burgess) ♥
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Chris: What happens then?
Cassie: You lay waste to the world... and everything in it.
(Chris 2.5, Skins)
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You'd have thought I'd know the way by now
Just from thinking it over.
Oh I know
I've no excuse to be stuck here turning
Like a mirror on a string,
Except it's hardly credible how
It all keeps changing.
Loss has a wider choice of directions
Than the other thing.
(The Nails, W.S. Merwin)
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