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Henry James, The Portrait of a Lady

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There is no later. This is later. All things of grace and beauty such that one holds them to one’s heart have a common provenance in pain. Their birth in grief and ashes.

The Road, Cormac McCarthy (via stannisbaratheon)

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Jean-Paul Sartre