There’s a kind of gap between what I think is real and what’s really real , I get this feeling like some kind of little something other is there somewhere inside me…..like a burglar is in the house hiding in a closet …and it comes out every once in a while and messes up whatever order or logic I’ve established the way a magnet can make a machine go crazy

However much you knock at nature&#39;s door, she will never answer you in comprehensible words.

In my opinion,” Red said, “going to Florida for the winter is kind of like … not paying your dues. Not standing fast for the hard part.

The man who has no inner-life is a slave to his surroundings.

Written By Henri Frederic Amiel

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