When swimming into a dark tunnel,there arrives a point of no return when you no longer have enough breath to double back.your choice is to swim forward into the unknown....and pray for an exit

Por el acorde que no hemos oído, por los versos que no nos encontraron (su número es el número de la arena), por el inexplorado universo".

Till the stars grow old and our sun grows cold? Will you fight for us, lie for us, love us - and let us love you?

Traveling is seeing; it is the implicit that we travel by.

Cynthia Ozick

Quotes by Cynthia Ozick

Written By Cynthia Ozick

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