I suppose it is the way with all men and women who reach middle age without the clear perception that life never can be thoroughly joyous: under the vague dulness of the grey hours, dissatisfaction seeks a definite object, and finds it in the privation of an untried good.

But then, the great craziness of men and women is precisely that: love.

«Habéis estado demasiado tiempo aquí sentado para el bien que habéis hecho. Marchad, os digo, y libradnos de vos. ¡En el nombre de Dios, marchad!».

"When your demons scream at you, scream back with a greater force, enough to shut them up."

Written By Shameika Williams

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