The other day, on the train to school, I overheard an extended conversation among three high school students (two girls and a boy) who were talking about their classes. 1,051 more words
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I met Rösi Girtanner almost every day on my way home to dinner. She was a girl of seventeen, strongly built yet supple. Her narrow face with its dark, flawless complextion radiated the same quiet, spiritual beauty still possessed by her mother and which her grandmother and great-grandmother had possessed before her. 16 more words
Words do not express thoughts very well. They always become a little different immediately after they are expressed, a little distorted, a little foolish. - Hermann Hesse
Even today I can still vanquish a mountain, walk ten hours at a stretch, row a boat and, if necessary, I could kill a man with my bare hands, but the art of living still eludes me.
-Peter Camenzind, Hermann Hesse