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Imagine me; I shall not exist if you do not imagine me; try to discern the doe in me, trembling in the forest of my own iniquity; let’s even smile a little. After all, there is no harm in smiling.
—

Vladimir Nabokov
(via talisman)

(Source: misswallflower, via thenighthawks)

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