My own beauty reflected The lake was silent for some time. Finally, it said: "I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. I weep because, each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty reflected." Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist Narcissus and Goldmund beautyego
It's cold outside, but this room is quite cozy Show image 0 Show image 1 Did you know that Junkers makes these radiators too? Funny, they look just like his planes. Such strong parallel lines. Hayao Miyazaki, The Wind Rises We need an object for our affections heatform