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"London is a great reality, Edinburgh is a glorious dream."
— Charlotte Brontë
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21 hours ago
London is a great re

"...the lamps begin to glitter along the street, and faint lights to burn in the high windows... the feeling grows upon you that this also is a piece of nature in the most intimate sense; that this profusion of eccentricities, this dream in masonry and living rock, is not a drop-scene in a theatre, but a city in the world of every-day reality."
- Robert Louis Stevenson, Picturesque Notes
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2 days ago
...the lamps begin t

"Fine old Christmas, with the snowy hair and ruddy face, had done his duty that year in the noblest fashion, and had set off his rich gifts of warmth and color with all the heightening contrast of frost and snow."
— George Eliot, The Mill on the Floss
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3 days ago
Fine old Christmas,

"The yellow glare from the shop-windows streamed out into the steamy, vaporous air, and threw a murky, shifting radiance across the crowded thoroughfare."
— Arthur Conan Doyle, The Adventure of the Blue Carbuncle
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4 days ago
The yellow glare fro

"Heap on more wood! - the wind is chill;
But let it whistle as it will,
We'll keep our Christmas merry still."
— Sir Walter Scott, Marmion
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5 days ago
Heap on more wood! -

"When the night falls and the lights are kindled... the city becomes a fairy-land... The night is the time to see Edinburgh; only then is the city reflected in its own past."
— Robert Louis Stevenson, Picturesque Notes
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6 days ago
When the night falls

"Looking through my bedroom window, out into the moonlight and the unending smoke-colored snow, I could see the lights in the windows of all the other houses on our hill and hear the music rising from them up the long, steadily falling night."
— Dylan Thomas, A Child's Christmas in Wales
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7 days ago
Looking through my b

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1 week ago

"I love the mist. It hides the world and allows me to be alone with my thoughts. In the mist, reality fades and dreams take over."
— Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
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1 week ago
I love the mist. It

"The skies are painted with unnumbered sparks
They are all fire, and every one doth shine."
- William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar (Act 3, Scene 1):
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1 week ago
The skies are painte

"Later on, we'll conspire
As we dream by the fire..."
- Winter Wonderland
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1 week ago
Later on, well consp

"...coming up with the blue evening, fuse all these incongruous features into one, and the lamps begin to glitter along the street."
- Robert Louis Stevenson, Picturesque Notes
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2 weeks ago
...coming up with th

I was just reminded - by someone buying one - that there are some images that are ideal for Xmas cards.

Link in comments. All proceeds to charity as ever.
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2 weeks ago
I was just reminded

"An old man was cutting silhouettes under an arcade."
- A Farewell to Arms, Ernest Hemingway
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2 weeks ago
An old man was cutti

"Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forwards."
- Søren Kierkegaard
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2 weeks ago
Life can only be und
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