oh the getty. oh wine picnics in the winter sun.
“The emotion was startling. It was a sort of terror, made up of emotions from every stage of his short life, weaning, homesickness, envy and self-pity; but he felt that the self-pity belonged to a larger pity. It was a love of the world that was shockingly unconditional.”
-The Line of Beauty, Allan Hollinghurst
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