“After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics,
conviviality, love, and so on — have found that none of these finally
satisfy, or permanently wear — what remains? Nature remains; to bring
out from their torpid recesses, the affinities of a man or woman with
the open air, the trees, fields, the changes of seasons — the sun by day
and the stars of heaven by night.”
- Walt Whitman
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(scroll down for English text) Een plattegrond van een huis. Mijn thuis. Ik droomde er van toen ik niet terug kon. Hoe ik de voordeur ope... -
Yes, there are deadlines but they are soft ones. Like harvesting some seeds before they have naturally spread. Or exploring the old limes...