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"The crowd is not only the newest asylum of outlaws; it is also the latest narcotic for those abandoned. The flâneur is an abandoned person in the crowd."
- Walter Benjamin, Charles Baudelaire: A Lyric Poet in the Era of High Capitalism
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16 hours ago
The crowd is not onl

"The eternal silence of these infinite spaces terrifies me."
- Blaise Pascal, Pensées
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2 days ago
The eternal silence

"The night is darkening round me,
The wild winds coldly blow;
But a tyrant spell has bound me
And I cannot, cannot go."
- Emily Brontë, Spellbound
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3 days ago
The night is darkeni

"Night is a world lit by itself."
- Antonio Porchia, Voices
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4 days ago
Night is a world lit

"There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it." - Edith Wharton, Vesalius in Zante ... See MoreSee Less

5 days ago
There are two ways o

"The impediment to action advances action. What stands in the way becomes the way."
- Marcus Aurelius, Meditations
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6 days ago
The impediment to ac

"No one can construct for you the bridge upon which precisely you must cross the stream of life, no one but you yourself alone."
- Friedrich Nietzsche, Untimely Meditations
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7 days ago
No one can construct

"Cities, like dreams, are made of desires and fears, even if the thread of their discourse is secret, their rules are absurd, their perspectives deceitful, and everything conceals something else."
- Italo Calvino, Invisible Cities
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1 week ago
Cities, like dreams,

"A great chocolate-coloured pall lowered over heaven, but the wind was continually charging and routing these embattled vapours."
- Robert Louis Stevenson, The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde
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1 week ago
A great chocolate-co
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"He who climbs upon the highest mountains laughs at all tragedies, real or imaginary." - Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra ... See MoreSee Less

1 week ago
He who climbs upon t

"We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered."
- Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead
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2 weeks ago
We cross our bridges

"A cage went in search of a bird."
- Franz Kafka, The Zürau Aphorisms
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2 weeks ago
A cage went in searc

"In my sleep I was looking out from the fourth-floor bedroom at nearby buildings bathed in rain, gleaming with neon and streetlamp colours."
- Yūko Tsushima, Territory of Light
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2 weeks ago
In my sleep I was lo

"I was walking alone in the peaceful city. I was alone, but I was marching like a descending regiment."
- Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea
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2 weeks ago
I was walking alone

"We are our memory, we are that chimerical museum of shifting shapes, that pile of broken mirrors."
- Jorge Luis Borges, In Praise of Darkness
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2 weeks ago
We are our memory, w
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