2014. augusztus 16., szombat

There are certain things that once they hit air, it makes it stale for you. If you had a thought that was so nice and encased in your mind and you leaked it somehow and read it in the papers somewhere, it would no longer be your thought. It would belong to the page.”  — River waxes lyrical on keeping some things safe inside

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