SIX FORTUITIES

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"She was all that mattered to him. She, born of six fortuities, she, the blossom sprung from the chief surgeon’s sciatica, she, the reverse side of all his "Es muss sein!"-she was the only thing he cared about."

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Wednesday, November 3, 2010

I don’t care how conceited this will sound (I totally do) but being wanted without wanting is no fun.

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