Tom Robbins

December 17

Funny how we think of romance as always involving two, when the romance of solitude can be ever so much more delicious and intense. Alone, the world offers itself freely to us. To be unmasked, it has no choice. — Tom Robbins

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  1. Slow Panic says:

    love this.

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