He carries his dislocation like broken wings on his back, oblivious to the wealth of life in the sky, the trees, the air.
He carries his dislocation like broken wings on his back, oblivious to the wealth of life in the sky, the trees, the air.
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“The fact remains that getting people right is not what living is all about anyway. It’s getting them wrong that is living, getting them wrong and wrong and wrong and then, on careful reconsideration, getting them wrong again. That’s how we know we’re alive: we’re wrong.”
Philip Roth