Siluetas
"Life consists of rare, isolated moments of the
greatest significance, and of innumerably many intervals, during which
at best the silhouettes of those moments hover about us. Love,
springtime, every beautiful melody, mountains, the moon, the sea – all
these speak completely to the heart but once, if in fact they ever do
get a chance to speak completely. For many men do not have those moments
at all, and are themselves intervals and intermissions in the symphony
of real life."
(Friedrich Nietzsche,
Human, All Too Human)
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