Sunday, November 25, 2012

Books and flowers..

Over the edge of insanity and
back again to a place where
I belong, in the garden of books,
flowers and champagne; a
treasury of thoughts, weighed
in gold and forged in timelessness.
They present to me, a world
of possibilities; of escapism
from an immoral world, I
run but not too far away.
Not for the lack of moral
fiber, but to a happier place...



“I hate to hear you talk about all women as if they were fine ladies instead of rational creatures. None of us want to be in calm waters all our lives.” ~ Jane Austen, Persuasion

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