“Men set out on their way in express trains, but they do not know what they are looking for. Then they rush about, and get excited, and turn round and round…”

“This is a low, but it won’t hurt you when you’re alone. It will be there with you, finding ways to stay solo.”

Je me souvenais du renard. On risque de pleurer un peu si l’on s’est laissé apprivoisé…

The song of a bird in the Park of Montboissier, or a breeze laden with the scent of mignonette, are obviously matters of less importance than the great events of the Revolution and of the Empire; nevertheless they inspired in Chateaubriand’s Mémoires d’outre tombe pages of infinitely greater value.

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