My sadness is neither beautiful nor poetic but, if I weave these words, twist and turn them maybe I could fool not only you but, myself..

"for I felt that there was some strange secret in his soul."

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

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"I cried over beautiful things knowing no beautiful thing lasts."

— Carl Sandburg, from Autumn Movement

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Credit ▪ Credits for this picture: Alessio Boni (Photographer), James Valeri (Fashion Editor/Stylist)

Credit ▪ Credits for this picture: Alessio Boni (Photographer), James Valeri (Fashion Editor/Stylist)

Sep 29 2016 • 49 notes