Mad Scientess Jane Expat (nanila) wrote,
Mad Scientess Jane Expat

Dead leaves, dirty ground.

Caesar's Spring

I have no words of my own today. His will have to do.
The inferno of the living is not something that will be; if there is one, it is what is already here, the inferno where we live every day, that we form by being together. There are two ways to escape suffering it. The first is easy for many: accept the inferno and become such a part of it that you can no longer see it. The second is risky and requires constant vigilance and apprehension: seek and learn to recognize who and what, in the midst of the inferno, are not inferno, then make them endure, give them space.

--Italo Calvino, Invisible Cities

ETA: On a lighter note, I spotted some stick figures in peril on one of my walks.
Tags: london loop, photo
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