A man must love a thing very much if he not only practices it without any hope of fame and money, but even… without any hope of doing it well.
A man must love a thing very much if he not only practices it without any hope of fame and money, but even… without any hope of doing it well.
In a Station of the Metro The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a wet, black bough.
The most dangerous strategy is to jump a chasm in two leaps.
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