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u heard him ladies
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Nelly Sachs, tr. by Eric Plattner, from The Seeker: “Enigmas of Night,”
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8 December.
Sorrow and joy, guilt and innocence, like two hands indissolubly clasped together; one would have to cut through flesh, blood, and bones to part them.
Franz Kafka, from a diary entry
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Nothing. Leave me alone. It is December.
Francis Jammes, tr by Jethro Bithell, from “It Is Going to Snow,” wr. c. 1910
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Three o'clock on a December afternoon; the rain drizzling; A moment’s blankness—then, what are you thinking?
Virginia Woolf, from An Unwritten Novel
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December. This heart full of tears and of night.
Albert Camus, Notebooks