Mais la vie separe
Ceux qui s’aiment
Tout doucement
Sans faire de bruit
Et la mer efface sur le sable
Le pas des amants desunis
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Day/Page/Sketch #147
Day/Page/Sketch #146
The announcement of the Great Expectations to Pip has arrived. It is that Time.
Day/Page/Sketch #145
Would you want anything? Do you want anything? That is the question.
Day/Page/Sketch #144
Don’t disclose any secrets about yourself, or about others. Feel the smell of scented soap instead.
Day/Page/Sketch #133
Following orders is not as easy as it once was.
Day/Page/Sketch #132
Secure some solitude; add a routine.
Day/Page/Sketch #131
I live in expectation of an idea; I foresee it, close in upon it, get a grip, but it escapes me, does not yet belong to me. How can I express it?
Day/Page/Sketch #130
Tadpoles, tapenade, tequila, testicle, tinfoil, tiramisu, tomatoes, torpedoes, tuxedos, turbines, Twinkies, and Typhoid.
Day/Page/Sketch #129
About 10% of our happiness is due to our circumstances. Our age, race, gender, personal history, and wealth, only make up about one-tenth of our happiness.
Day/Page/Sketch #128
All truths are against us, but we go on living because we accept them in themselves, because we refuse to draw the consequences.
Day/Page/Sketch #127
I’m done reading news. They are all bad and depressing and make the world complain and react ceaselessly.
Day/Page/Sketch #126
Deprived of life, a dead person is then a corpse, cadaver, a body, a set of remains, and finally a skeleton.
Day/Page/Sketch #125
Oxytocin is a hormone that, among many things, affects your empathy levels. The less oxytocin, the more mean, aggressive, and evil you become. Stress lowers your oxytocin levels. Maybe that’s why everyone is so mean these days.
Day/Page/Sketch #124
The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us, and we see nothing but sand.
The Havisham Hour 