Our private lives are like a colony of worlds expanding, contracting, breathing universal air into separate knowledges. Or like several packs of cards shuffled together by an expert anonymous hand, and dealt out in a random, amused or even hostile way.

Très vite dans ma vie il a été trop tard.

A veces contemplo la esencia de la vida de una manera tan profunda que de repente miro a mi alrededor y veo que nadie me acompaña, que mi único compañero es el tiempo...

Every man with a bellyful of the classics is an enemy to the human race

Written By Henry Miller

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