Half the fun of travel is the esthetic of lostness.
Half the fun of travel is the esthetic of lostness.
This is what is sad when one contemplates human life, that so many live out their lives in quiet lostness... they live, as it were, away from themselves and vanish like shadows. Their immortal souls are blown away, and they are not disquieted by the question of its immortality, because they are already disintegrated before they die.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories