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She did not want to move, or to speak. She wanted to rest, to lean, to dream. She felt very tired. - Virginia Woolf
J. L. Borges poem Nostalgia for the present. "At that precise moment to himself the man said: What would I not give to be with you in Iceland under the grand immobile daytime and share this now like sharing music or the taste of fruit. At that precise moment the man was together with her in Iceland." Picture by turquoiseacco on Flickr.