The traffic between storytelling and metaphysics is continuous.

— John Berger



Everywhere, Solitude

Hara Kei continued walking at a leisurely pace that betokened not a trace of weariness. There reigned all about the most absolute silence, emptiness. As though some singular law dictated that, where he went, that man was to go in a complete, unqualified solitude. 

- Silk, Alessandro Baricco

The Lightness of a Life

The Diminished Spirit