Thursday, May 14, 2009
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"There were in her at the moment two beings, one drawing deep breaths of freedom and exhilaration, the other gasping for air in a little black prison-house of fears. But gradually the captive's gasps grew fainter, or the other paid less heed to them; the horizon expanded, the air grew stronger, and the free spirit quivered for flight." Edith Wharton
3 comments:
Make that COFFEE, and I'll stay.
Yoohoo . . . anybody home? It's not that ottoman thing, is it? :)
I've been watching this from the beginning and have become hooked on Lost.
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