Mnemosyne In Dust

Ask   For now we are young let us lay in the sun and count every beautiful thing we can see.

"To be loved to madness——such was her great desire. Love was to her the one cordial which could drive away the eating loneliness of her days. And she seemed to long for the abstraction called passionate love more than for any particular lover."
Thomas Hardy, The Return of the Native
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