El Ten Eleven
@4 months ago
Sometimes I forget to inhale. But this seems to be helping.
"The story of my life?" I cried, thoroughly alarmed. "But who told you there was such a story? I’m afraid there isn’t any."
“But how did you manage to live, if there is no story?” she interrupted me, laughing.
“Without any stories whatsoever! I have lived, as they say, entirely independently. I mean by myself. Do you know what it means to live by oneself?”
“How do you mean by yourself? Do you never see anyone at all?”
“Why, no. I see all sorts of people, but I’m alone all the same."
Fyodor Dostoevsky, White Nights
@12 months ago with 2 notes
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