— Literary Sexts by Caitlyn Siehl
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There are too many good people being crushed by the heaviness of air.
— Virginia Woolf, The Voyage Out
Infinite aftertime: above your head
They close like giant wings, and you are dead."
— Vladimir Nabokov, Pale Fire
— Arundhati Roy,The God of Small Things