rene magritte "collective invention"
my soul is impatient with itself, as with a bothersome child; its restlessness keeps growing and is forever the same. everything interests me, but nothing holds me. I attend to everything, dreaming all the while.
the book of disquiet
2 comments:
Exactly what life should be like! May we all live like bothersome children, immersing ourselves in both dreams and life!
ha pauline i very like that . . . "bothersome children!!!!" thankyou for that! steven
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