لكن الوقت لا يُعلّم, كل ما يفعله هو مدنا بحس من الإعياء والتقدم في العمر

Es preciso que el dedo de la muerte se pose en el tumulto de la vida de vez en cuando para que no nos haga pedazos? ¿Estamos conformados de tal manera que diariamente necesitamos minúsculas dosis de muerte para ejercer el oficio de vivir?

Human intelligence was more trouble than it was worth. It was more destructive than creative, more confusing than revealing, more discouraging than satisfying, more spiteful than charitable.

Any writer overwhelmingly honest about pleasing himself is almost sure to please others.

Written By Marianne Moore

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