Maxioms by Anais Nin
We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.
We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.
He does not need opium. He has the gift of reverie.
He does not need opium. He has the gift of reverie.
Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new read more
Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, or a new country.
Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by read more
Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.
