whenling: “Isn’t it true that you start your life a sweet child believing in everything
whenling: “Isn’t it true that you start your life a sweet child believing in everything under your father’s roof? Then comes the day of the Laodiceans, when you know you are wretched and miserable and poor and blind and naked, and with the visage of a gruesome grieving ghost you go shuddering through nightmare life.” - On the Road, Jack Kerouac(x) -- source link
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