All our discontents/ Daniel Defoe
I had now brought my state of life to be much easier in itself than it was at first, and much easier to my mind, as well as to my body. I frequently sat down to meat with thankfulness, and admired the hand of God’s providence, which had thus spread my table in the wilderness. […]
Saddest verses/ Pablo Neruda
I can write the saddest verses tonight. Write, for example: “The night is starry, and the stars shiver, blue, in the distance.” The night wind turns in the sky and sings. I can write the saddest verses tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. On nights like this I held […]
