I walked a mile with Pleasure;
She chatted all the way;
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say.
I walked a mile with Sorrow
And ne’er a word said she;
But, oh! The things I learned from her,
When Sorrow walked with me.
Nepal | Phewa Lake | Fewa Lake | Pokhara (by wazari)
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Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast … 1,000% yes. (via live-to-the-point-of-tears)Here’s How to Solve Any Problem:
As I ate the oysters with their strong taste of the sea and their faint metallic taste that the cold white wine washed away, leaving only the sea taste and the succulent texture, and as I drank their cold liquid from each shell and washed it down with the crisp taste of the wine, I lost the empty feeling and began to be happy and to make plans.
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