Kokoro A Novel by Natsume Sōseki www.penguinrandomhouse.com Vibrations in the airThat delicate and complex instrumentThe great soundless whirl of darknessUnderfootNot them he despised+2 More zenabsurdity
Poured The light of the sun seems to be poured down, and to be poured, indeed, in every direction, but not poured away. Marcus Aurelius, Meditations Wasting light