"Every kiss provokes another. Ah, in those earliest days of love how naturally the kisses spring into life. How closely, in their abundance, are they pressed one against another; until lovers would find it as hard to count the kisses exchanged in an hour, as to count the flowers in a meadow in May."
Swann’s Way, Marcel Proust

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"Poetry is a way of taking life by the throat."
—Robert Frost

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