Never have I been able to settle in life. Always seated askew, as if on the arm of a chair; ready to get up, to leave.
Andre GideWe should enjoy this summer, flower by flower, as if it were to be the last one we’ll see.
Andre GideNever have I been able to settle in life. Always seated askew, as if on the arm of a chair; ready to get up, to leave.
Andre GideWe should enjoy this summer, flower by flower, as if it were to be the last one we’ll see.
Andre Gide