And now, racked with sobs, I was forced to acknowledge too late, much too late, that I too had loved, that I was capable of suffering and that I was human after all.
“Arriving at each new city, the traveler finds again a past of his that he did not know he had: the foreignness of what you no longer are or no longer possess lies in wait for you in foreign, unpossessed places.”
― Invisible Cities
― Invisible Cities
“What is a person, if not the marks they leave behind?”
― The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
― The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
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