History does not repeat itself, but it does rhyme.
Mark Twain
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Beauté insoutenable
22. Odd and dark and gone.
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I wasn’t meant for reality, but life came and found me.
Fernando Pessoa
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”French Harpy, Parting the veil of fairy, The Colmore Photogravures, 1890’s
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Voices in the forest tell of dark and twisted enchantments - as dark and twisted as the roots and grasping branches of the trees themselves. Even the most gnarled tree is eloquent in the telling of its own tale.
Brian Froud
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