fredag 11. mai 2012

Even sleep, that deplorable curtailment of the joy of life, can be full of dreams; and the most common actions - a walk, a talk, solitude in one's own orchard - can be enhanced and lit up by the association of the mind. Beauty is everywhere, and beauty is only two finger's-breadth from goodness. So, in the name of health and sanity, let us not dwell on the end of the journey.
- Virginia Woolf

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Word, Mrs. Woolf!