It is the evening that questions thus from within me. — Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
It is the evening that questions thus from within me. — Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
It is the evening that questions thus from within me. — Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
It is the evening that questions thus from within me. — Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
It is the evening that questions thus from within me. — Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
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It is the evening that questions thus from within me.

— Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
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Nothing is so lovely as a quietly snoring dog and some evening Brahms, as you sit in a comfortably overstuffed chair wit — Ann Beattie
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my dear, I have nothing to say.my heart burns like the evening sky. — Sanober Khan
I gather the last remnants of the evening’s breeze, so cool and lazy within my arms, feeling it curl up like a small and — Carew Papritz, The Legacy Letters: his Wife, his Children, his Final Gift
So, if there are any couples here this evening having a secret extramarital affair, I encourage you to breed. — Alison Larkin, The English American