When I was very little my mother said I used to draw in the air with my fingers. I needed a pencil. Once I could hold one, I have drawn every day since. ↗
And we should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least once. And we should call every truth false which was not accompanied by at least one laugh. ↗
We should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least once. And we should call every truth false which was not accompanied by at least one laugh. ↗
War has always been the grand sagacity of every spirit which has grown too inward and too profound; its curative power lies even in the wounds one receives. ↗
In the consciousness of the truth he has perceived, man now sees everywhere only the awfulness or the absurdity of existence and loathing seizes him. ↗