Vladimir Nabokov My friend, I`m really just sorry... My friend, I'm really just sorry about who, in secret blindness, passing all length of the green alley, just can not notice on leaves the striking network of the streaks and points of the tubercles or even the serrated tracks from saws of the blue-horned slugs.
Thursday, October 24, 2019
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劝君莫惜金缕衣, 劝君惜取少年时。 花开堪折直须折, 莫待无花空折枝。 Covet not a gold-threaded robe, Cherish only your young days! If a bud blooms, gather it, Lest you but...