‘But the mingled, mingling threads of life are woven by warp and woof: calms crossed by storms, a storm for every calm. There is no steady, unretracing progress in this life; we do not advance through fixed graduations, and at the last one pause…’
Friday, October 22, 2010
Françoise Sagan
"It is always through the body of another that one discovers one's own, at first with suspicion and then with gratitude." A Certain Smile, 121.
"It is always through the body of another that one discovers one's own, at first with suspicion and then with gratitude."