Heavens! whatever possesses us, here below, that we mutually torment ourselves, sourly reproach our mutual faults, and mercilessly condemn all that is not cut according to our pattern?
George SandOne changes from day to day, and... after a few years have passed one has completely altered.
George SandWriting a journal means that facing your ocean you are afraid to swim across it, so you attempt to drink it drop by drop.
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