It’s you who are telling me; opening my eyes to things I’d looked at so long that I’d ceased to see them.
-Edith Wharton, The Age of Innocence
It’s you who are telling me; opening my eyes to things I’d looked at so long that I’d ceased to see them.
-Edith Wharton, The Age of Innocence
musings inspired by literature, poetry, nature, and occasionally everything else.
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