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A child weaned on poison considers harm a comfort.
Gillian Flynn, from Sharp Objects
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We all have our routines (…). But they must have a purpose and provide an outcome that we can see and take some comfort from, or else they have no use at all. Without that, they are like the endless pacings of a caged animal. If they are not madness itself, then they are a prelude to it.
John Connolly, from The Book Of Lost Things
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Rain sounds, forests and 1 minute of relaxation for you all by @ninakraviz 💧
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The cup of tea on arrival at a country house is a thing which, as a rule, I particularly enjoy. I like the crackling logs, the shaded lights, the scent of buttered toast, the general atmosphere of leisured coziness.
P.G. Wodehouse
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