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“But happiness is brittle, and if men and circumstances don’t destroy it, it is threatened by ghosts.” ~ Marguerite Yourcenar, “The Man Who Loved the Nereids,” trans. Alberto Manguel
“I feel the dead in the cold of violets And that great vagueness of the moon. The earth is doomed to be a ghost, She who rocks all death in herself.” ~ Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen, from “I Fee…