Le métèque, Seul, en est Inconsolable.
Beautés En Tout Genre,
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I need the sunshine and the paving stones of the streets without companions, without conversation, face to face with myself, with only the music of my heart for company.
Henry Miller; Tropic of Cancer
…and then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough?
Vincent van Gogh (via