Alone, even doing nothing, you do not waste your time. You do, almost always, in company. No encounter with yourself can be altogether sterile: Something necessarily emerges, even if only the hope of some day meeting yourself again.
E. Cioran
3 months ago on February 24, 2012 at 06:18pm
-
lookingforthepunchline reblogged this from substancem
-
gagged-doll liked this
-
vespervesper reblogged this from substancem
-
nothingbringpeace reblogged this from substancem
-
danger-steve reblogged this from substancem
-
krishnajai liked this
-
diary-of-hope liked this
-
mccalldana liked this
-
seethroughtheseeyes liked this
-
noble-scribblings reblogged this from provincialsadness
-
provincialsadness reblogged this from substancem
-
potbot liked this
-
substancem posted this