Friday, September 11, 2009

She would let herself dream every once in a while, not as a way to forget - as a way to remember.

"It's much more splendid," she thought, "to keep some delicious secrets for myself (to enjoy when I've slipped off alone or lie awake at night), than to share the precious moments and spread them thin among all the others. I daresay they wouldn't appreciate it quite well enough, and, frankly, I doubt anyone would believe me if I told them."

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