I have never yet figured out what to do about good advice that you get, and that you know right away would help you, but that you cannot follow.

They watched storms out there so distant they could not be heard, the silent lightning flaring sheetwise and the thin black spine of the mountain chain fluttering and sucked away again in the dark. They saw wild horses racing on the plain, pounding their shadows down the night and- leaving in the moonlight a vaporous dust like the palest stain of their passing.

Love was a feeling completely bound up with color, like thousands of rainbows superimposed one on top of the other.

Gold like the sun, which melts wax, but hardens clay, expands great souls.

Written By Antoine Rivarol

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