I sat staring, staring, staring – half lost, learning a new language or rather the same language in a different dialect. So still were the big woods where I sat, sound might not yet have been born. – Emily Carr
It would seem that Nature has prescribed to every one from the moment of his birth certain limits for virtue and vice. – François VI de la Rochefoucault (1613–1680)
We, who have already borne on the road to Paradise the lives of the best among us, want a difficult, erect, implacable Paradise; a Paradise where one can never rest and which has, beside the threshold of the gates, angels with swords. – J. A. Primo De Rivera
