A little bit of everything

Just a few words.

Θά πενθώ πάντα — μ’ακούς; — γιά σένα,μόνος,στόν Παράδεισο…

Μονογραμμα,Οδυσσεας Ελυτης.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

Stop all the clocks,cut off the telephone.W.H Auden

Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta.

Lolita,Vladimir Nabokov


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