August 21, 2012

To a wanderer and a friend


'...words are spoken by the camp-fires, in the shared solitude of the sea, in riverside villages, in resting places surrounded by forests - words are spoken that take no account of race or colour. One heart speaks - another one listens; and the earth, the sea, the sky, the passing wind and the stirring leaf, hear also the futile tale of the burden of life.'

-- Joseph Conrad

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