“There were times when he could not read the face he had studied so long, and when this lonely girl was a greater mystery to him than any women of the world..."
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" And it was at that age ... Poetry arrived in search of me. I don't know, I don't know where it came from, from winter or a river. I don't know how or when, ..... there I was without a face and it touched me. "
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- "I am moved by fancies that are curled / Around these images, and cling: / The notion of some infinitely gentle / Infinitely suffering thing."
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Kono mukh-i pora jayna to, mukh shudhu bhashay bhashay dhaka thakey ... faces should not be read probably (humblish opinion), faces are not readable texts; faces are like landscapes, places where you arrive or places which give you a sudden sense of deja vu ... Peole who has the confidence to read faces, and read them completely are such pathetic fools!
pathetic fools........!!!!
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