My dreams are the problems of the day stepped up to absurdity, a little like men dancing, wearing the horns and masks of animals. The Winter of Our Discontent
Those who live for hope alone find that the immediate future always slips from their grasp. Ad Lucilium Epistulae Morales
“Ever since I’ve truly discovered what love is, I’ve been showering all my loved ones with love.” My Sweet Orange Tree
Disturbance comes only from within—from our own perceptions. Book IV
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