Wednesday, January 4, 2012

What better occupation, really, than to spend the evening at the fireside with a book, with the wind beating on the windows and the lamp burning bright. Haven't you ever happened to come across in a book some vague notion that you've had, some obscure idea that returns from afar and that seems to express completely your most subtle feelings?
Gustave Flaubert


laughingwolf said...

indeed :) [flaubert was amazing]

Sidne said...