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Betsy returned to her chair, took off her coat and hat, opened her book and forgot the world again. — Maud Hart Lovelace (via simplybookdrunk)

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I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close. — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets (via observando)

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