Thursday, December 17

The role of her mind in existence

She stood, in a room of crumbling plaster, pressed to the window-pane, looking up at the unattainable form of everything she loved. She did not know the nature of her loneliness. The only words that named it were: This is not the world I expected.

Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged

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6 comments:

Irocheez said...

unde?

Octavian-Andrei Brezean said...

unde unde sau unde margareta :D

Irocheez said...

unde unde unde?

Octavian-Andrei Brezean said...

parcul pantelimon. n-ar fi frumos? :)

Irocheez said...

nu pare un loc din bucuresti. cred ca e genial cu zapada de acum. take some pictures.

Octavian-Andrei Brezean said...

ar trebui sa mergi :)

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