Were I to find a correlative of my state of mind these days, it would be the following verses by Stevie Smith:
All things pass
Love and mankind is grass
Why say more?...
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When we see the beauty of the snow, when we see the beauty of the full moon, when we see the beauty of the cherries in bloom, when in short we brush against and are awakened by the beauty of the four seasons, it is then that we think most of those close to us, and want them to share the pleasure. (Yasunari Kawabata)
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