I have no bones…
there are days when I could leap up to the clouds —
days when I haven’t the strength to turn the pages of a book.
– Gustave Flaubert, from Intimate Notebook: 1840-1841
Notes:
- Photo: Arkadiusz Branicki with “Matrix” (via Newton); Poem: Schonwieder
- Related Posts: “It’s Been a Long Day“