"How strange this world is. Those things that we can so readily touch, those things so real to the senses, the sweet architecture of a womans body, ones own flesh and bone, the cold sea and the gleam of stars, are far less real than things we can not touch, or taste, or smell, or see, Bicycle's and the boys who ride them are less real than what we feel in our minds and hearts. Less substantial than friendship and love and loneliness, all of which long outlast the world.".......
Read and read..
to comprehend the meaning and reason and story behind his words.
genius.
gooooooodnight
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