Because the world is so full of death and horror, I try again and again to console my heart and pick the flowers that grow in the midst of hell.
Hermann Hesse, Narcis Si Gura-De-Aur
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Because the world is so full of death and horror, I try again and again to console my heart and pick the flowers that grow in the midst of hell.
(via larmoyante)