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tumblr is the saddest on the weekends because we see who has a life and who doesn’t

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"The things of the night cannot be explained in the day, because they do not then exist."

Ernest Hemingway, from A Farewell to Arms

(Charles Scribner’s Sons, 1929)

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the manuscripts of the masters: 20th century writers 

jean-louis lebris de kerouac
francis scott key fitzgerald
ernest miller hemingway
john ronald reule tolkien 
john ernst steinbeck, jr
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My nerves are bad tonight. Yes, bad. Stay with me.

Speak to me. Why do you never speak? Speak.

What are you thinking of? What thinking? What? I never know what you are thinking. Think.

T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land. (via wordsnquotes)

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