domingo, 8 de fevereiro de 2009

What is truth? I don't know and I'm sorry I brought it up.

"Or, perhaps, I cannot now bring these points to mind, because, in truth, the character of my beloved, her rare learning, her singular yet placid cast of beauty, and the thrilling and enthralling eloquence of her low musical language, made their way into my heart by paces so steadily and stealthily progressive that they have been unnoticed and unknown."

in Ligeia
Edgar Allan Poe

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