“It seems to me that man’s inclination toward light, toward brightness, is very nearly botanical—and I mean spiritual light. One not only needs it, one struggles for it.” John Cheever
“Literature is strewn with the wreckage of those who have minded beyond reason the opinion of others.”
- Virginia Woolf, A Room of One's Own
“It seems to me that man’s inclination toward light, toward brightness, is very nearly botanical—and I mean spiritual light. One not only needs it, one struggles for it.” John Cheever