I took a walk through the woods today and saw the sheer beauty of carpets and carpets of bluebells. The woods were dark, but dabbled with sunlight and mystery. I had the distinct feeling of not being alone…. Read More
Category: Mysticism, nature, Photography, poetry, WalkingTags: bluebells, Dabbled sunlight, forests, Woods
“A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.“
“Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else’s opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.
“Memory…is the diary that we all carry about with us.”
“The old believe everything, the middle-aged suspect everything, the young know everything.
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