Thursday, 4 April 2019

Apologies to Isaac Newton

I do not know what I may appear to the world; but to myself I seem to be only like a boy peering into a sweetshop window, and diverting myself in now and then seeing a tastier delight or a prettier  package than ordinary, while the great ocean of life lies all untouchable around me  -  infatuation, sex, love, children.

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