Why must I suffer? Why must I be forced to hear about all the bad things in the world? Do you think that I can do something about it? Do you think that I have some kind of advice that can make sense to anyone? I have nothing! I am nothing! You are grieving! You have every right in the world to grieve! It is not that I do not care. Of course I do! It's just that it all gets to be too much.
“I confess I do not believe in time. I like to fold my magic carpet, after use, in such a way as to superimpose one part of the pattern upon another. Let visitors trip. And the highest enjoyment of timelessness―in a landscape selected at random―is when I stand among rare butterflies and their food plants.- nabokov
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