“He’ll be coming and going” he had said. “One day you’ll see him and another you won’t. He doesn’t like being tied down—and of course he has other countries to attend to. It’s quite all right. He’ll often drop in. Only you mustn’t press him. He’s wild, you know. Not like a tame lion.”
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"In what language does rain fall over tormented cities?"
- Pablo Neruda, The Book of Questions (via larmoyante)
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