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![Antoine de Saint-Exupéry](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1330853515i/1020792._UX200_CR0,11,200,200_.jpg)
“you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the color of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat...”
― The Little Prince
― The Little Prince
![Madeline Miller](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1322861610i/176372._UX200_CR0,8,200,200_.jpg)
“And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.”
― The Song of Achilles
― The Song of Achilles
![Arthur Conan Doyle](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1495008883i/2448._UX200_CR0,31,200,200_.jpg)
“A dog reflects the family life. Whoever saw a frisky dog in a gloomy family, or a sad dog in a happy one? Snarling people have snarling dogs, dangerous people have dangerous ones.”
― The Case-Book of Sherlock Holmes
― The Case-Book of Sherlock Holmes
![Neil Gaiman](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1234150163i/1221698._UX200_CR0,0,200,200_.jpg)
“There was something sly about his smile,
his eyes so black and sharp, his rufous hair. Something
that sent her early to their trysting place,
beneath the oak, beside the thornbush,
something that made her climb the tree and wait.
Climb a tree, and in her condition.
Her love arrived at dusk, skulking by owl-light,
carrying a bag,
from which he took a mattock, shovel, knife.
He worked with a will, beside the thornbush, beneath the oaken tree,
he whistled gently, and he sang, as he dug her grave,
that old song...
shall I sing it for you, now, good folk?”
― Ruby Slippers, Golden Tears
his eyes so black and sharp, his rufous hair. Something
that sent her early to their trysting place,
beneath the oak, beside the thornbush,
something that made her climb the tree and wait.
Climb a tree, and in her condition.
Her love arrived at dusk, skulking by owl-light,
carrying a bag,
from which he took a mattock, shovel, knife.
He worked with a will, beside the thornbush, beneath the oaken tree,
he whistled gently, and he sang, as he dug her grave,
that old song...
shall I sing it for you, now, good folk?”
― Ruby Slippers, Golden Tears
![Keith Richards](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1207678737i/45539._UY200_CR51,0,200,200_.jpg)
“If you're going to kick authority in the teeth, you might as well use two feet.”
― Keith Richards: In His Own Words
― Keith Richards: In His Own Words
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