Contentment eludes most of us. The awful thing about us is that we are always searching for smth better. Most of the time there isn’t anything better out there, but we drive ourselves crazy pursuing it, no matter what the challenge is.
...а человек создан для страдания. и когда возникло понятие счастья. понятие того, что, може быть, сам человек с о з д а н для счастья, а появилось это в эпоху возрождения, это была самая большая ересь.
posted by light will-o-z-wisp at
2:04 am
I've seen the Paris lights from high upon Montmartre And felt the silence hanging low in no mans land; And all those Spanish nights were fine, It wasn't only from the wine; It still seems all in hand.
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