One day, one page, one sketch of GREAT EXPECTATIONS, published daily at 8:40 AM.

483Our melancholic solitude is profound, it is not sweet or sultry. It is aesthetic. It fills us with contemplative passivity, and that feels good. Light links all our propensities and passions together, and numbs them. The wretched ones among us cannot perceive that kind of beauty.– Page read by MICHAEL BARBA.


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