The minute you settle down and say, that’s it, I’m closing shop, I know what I am, then you’re a man, no longer a man-child. Is it really better to be a man-child than a man? I don’t know.
The minute you settle down and say, that’s it, I’m closing shop, I know what I am, then you’re a man, no longer a man-child. Is it really better to be a man-child than a man? I don’t know.
“Gold, silver, jewels, purple garments, houses built of marble, groomed estates, pious paintings, caparisoned steeds, and other things of this kind offer a mutable and superficial pleasure; books give delight to the very marrow of one’s bones. They speak to us, consult with us, and join with us in a living and intense intimacy.”
Petrarch