Behind your image, below your words, above your thoughts, the silence of another world waits.

I had just one goal—to stay alive until the next day … . But it wasn’t just to survive, but to survive as me. —Mario Villani,

But he had been in love once, that he knew. Once and only once, and a long time ago. And it had changed him forever. Perfect love did that to a person and this had been perfect.

The more powerful and original a mind, the more it will incline towards the religion of solitude.

Written By Aldous Huxley

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