there was so much to read, for one thing, and so much fine health to be pulled down out of the young breath-giving air.
the great gatsby
I am like you. You cannot love either, otherwise how could you practice love as an art? Perhaps people like us cannot love. Ordinary people can — that is their secret.
We do not know what things look like, as you say,” the beast said.”We know what things are like. It must be a very limiting thing, this seeing.
A Wrinkle in Time
everyday life portrait