Tuesday, 12 May 2015

When I dance, I dance

When I dance, I dance; when I sleep, I sleep; yes, and when I walk alone in a fine orchard, if my thoughts have been occupied with extraneous matters for some part of the time, at another moment I bring them back to the walk, the orchard, the sweetness of this solitude and to myself.

Montaigne, Essays.

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