So much love, too much love, it is our madness, it is rotting us out, exploding us like dandelion polls.
John UpdikeWe take our bearings, daily, from others. To be sane is, to a great extent, to be sociable.
John UpdikeSo much love, too much love, it is our madness, it is rotting us out, exploding us like dandelion polls.
John UpdikeWe take our bearings, daily, from others. To be sane is, to a great extent, to be sociable.
John Updike