Musical people are so absurdly unreasonable. They always want one to be perfectly dumb at the very moment when one is longing to be absolutely deaf. 

Why do we crave after light, when we are at our most real when hidden in the dark. Why do we loathe hypocrites, when we forge our lives with intend to defraud society. Somethings just don't change despite the positivity spread every day.

Love means not ever having to say you&#39;re sorry.

I could see the water purling away from keeled scales that ran in a crest down the sinuous neck.

Written By Diana Gabaldon

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