"She stood before him and surrendered herself to him and sky, forest, and brook all came toward him in new and resplendent colors, belonged to him, and spoke to him in his own language. And instead of merely winning a woman he embraced the entire world and every star in heaven glowed within him and sparkled with joy in his soul. He had loved and had found himself. But most people love to lose themselves."
— Hermann Hesse
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The best sort of little teaser, don’t you agree?
Come on baby please please please
Always a reblog.
Uhhhhhhhh come on it is my blog leave it be - ha ha
Right now. I want this.