The aim of every artist is to arrest motion, which is life, by artificial means and hold it fixed so that a hundred years later, when a stranger looks at it, it moves again since it is life. – William Faulkner
Maybe it was because like not only finds like; it cant even escape from being found by its like. Even when its just like in one thing, because even them two with the same like was different. – William Faulkner
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