The ignorance of humanity!/ Virginia Woolf
The ignorance of humanity! To show how very little control of our possessions we have—what an accidental affair this living is after all our civilization—let me just count over a few things lost in one lifetime, beginning, for that seems always the most mysterious of losses—what the cat would gnaw, what rat would nibble—three pale […]
Your Picture of Living / Ernest Hemingway
If one must die, he thought, and clearly one must, I can die. But I hate it. Dying was nothing and he had no picture of it nor fear of it in his mind. But living was a field of grain blowing in the wind on the side of a hill. Living was a […]
