"There are days when solitude is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom...
Others when it is a bitter tonic...
... and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall."
Oh Colette - you said some wise things.
Saturday, 5 January 2008
Paris
Paris - last stop.
"There are days when solitude is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom...
Others when it is a bitter tonic...
... and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall."
Oh Colette - you said some wise things.
"There are days when solitude is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom...
Others when it is a bitter tonic...
... and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall."
Oh Colette - you said some wise things.
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