Saturday, 8 November 2014

Which Constantly Returns


        Thoughts are the dullest things. Duller than flesh. They stretch out and there's no end to them and they leave a funny taste in the mouth. Then there are words, inside the thoughts, unfinished words, a sketchy sentence which constantly returns.

Jean Paul Sartre

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