“One never reaches home,’ she said. ‘But where paths that have an affinity for each other intersect, the whole world looks like home, for a time.”

Hermann Hesse
“Here, in this corner, between the chest and the fireplace, “you find countless remedies for boredom, and an infinite number of things that deserve to occupy your mind for all time: the musty odor of the minutes of three centuries ago; the secret meaning of the hieroglyphics in flydung; the triumphal arch of that mouse-hole; the frayed tapestry against which your round, bony back is lolling; the gnawing noise of your heels on the marble; the powdery sound of your sneeze . . . Where are they now, I ask you! all those marvelous, spidery delights of yours, those profound meditations on poor, dead little things.”

Oscar. V. de Milosz


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