Every life is in many days, day after day. We walk through ourselves, meeting robbers, ghosts, giants, old men, young men, wives, widows, brothers-in-love, but always meeting ourselves.
“A man who deals in harmonies, who only matches stars with angels, or lambs with spring flowers, he indeed may be frivolous. But a man who ventures to combine an angel and an octopus must have some serious view of the universe.”