Grace in her heart and flowers in her hair
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Then I thought that maybe that was what she was waiting for. There is nothing women love so much as the drunkard, the hellion, the roarer, the reprobate. They love him because they- women, I mean- are like the bees in Samson's parable in the Bible: they like to build their honeycomb in the carcass of a dead lion. Out of the strong shall come forth sweetness.


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  2. heythereblueeyes said: oh my god. so adorable.
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