#entry

Ultimately, literature is nothing but carpentry. With both you are working with reality, a material just as hard as wood. ↗

— Gabriel Garcia Marquez

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#carpentry #hard #just #literature #material

There is beauty in the midst of tragedy. As if beauty were condensing in the heart of ugliness. It's very strange. ↗

— Hélène Berr

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#beauty

I really don't know what's happened to me, but I have changed from top to toe. I am living in a strange mixture of memories of yesterday and today. ↗

— Hélène Berr

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#change