E. Piphanie

He who knows nothing, loves nothing. He who can do nothing understands nothing. He who understands nothing is worthless. But he who understands also loves, notices, sees...The more knowledge is inherent in a thing, the greater the love...Anyone who imagines that all fruits ripen at the same time as the strawberries knows nothing about grapes. --Paracelsus

Wednesday, October 15, 2003

the weird feeling of nostalgia

i sat there in the dim light, staring out into the distance--but my mind was barely there. no, not even barely...it just wasn't. i wish i could even say that this mesh of emotions consumed me, overwhelmed me...but it didn't. i just sat. it just sat.

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