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Movie: Bright Star (2009) Jane Campion

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CHARLES: If Mr. Keats and myself are strolling in a meadow, lounging on a sofa or staring into a wall, do not presume we’re not working. Doing nothing is the musing of the poet.
FANNY: Are these musings what we common people know as thoughts?
CHARLES: Thoughts, yes, but of a weightier nature.
FANNY: Sinking thoughts?

Letter: John Keats to Fanny Brown (1820)

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I have met with women whom I really think would like to be married to a poem, to be given away by a novel.

Letter: Jane Austen to Cassandra Austen (1798)

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I do not want people to be very agreeable, as it saves me the trouble of liking them a great deal.

Re: Letter: Jane Austen to Cassandra Austen (1798)

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*loves*

Book: Cranford (1851) Elizabeth Gaskell

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"I’ll not listen to reason," she said, now in full possession of her voice, which had been rather choked with sobbing. "Reason always means what someone else has got to say."

Tv Show: The Office 5x08 Frame Toby (2008)

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DWIGHT: What is my perfect crime? I break into Tiffany’s at midnight. Do I go for the vault? No. I go for the chandelier; it’s priceless. As I’m taking it down, a woman catches me. She tells me to stop. It’s her father’s business. She’s Tiffany. I say no. We make love all night. In the morning the cops come and I escape in one of their uniforms. I tell her to meet me in Mexico but I go to Canada. I don’t trust her. Besides, I love the cold. Thirty years later I get a postcard. I have a son. And he’s the Chief of Police. This is where the story gets interesting: I tell Tiffany to meet me in Paris by the Trocadero. She’s been waiting for me all these years. She’s never taken another lover. I don’t care. I don’t show up. I go to Berlin. That’s where I stashed the chandelier.