Seth

“Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.

Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.”
― Bob Dylan

“To see what is in front of one’s nose needs a constant struggle.”
― George Orwell

“Me, poor man, my library
Was dukedom large enough.”
― William Shakespeare, The Tempest

“Que sçais-je?" (What do I know?)”
― Montaigne