"If your everyday life seems to lack material, do not blame it; blame yourself, tell yourself that you are not poet enough to summon up its riches, for there is no lack for him who creates and no poor, trivial place."
I'm reading this book while it's raining. It's night and dark outside. The sounds of frogs, the patter of rain on the rooftop, and this book feel like a warm solace.
— Jul 23, 2021 05:43AM
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