I am a restlessness inside a stillness inside a restlessness.

“... but it is always dreadful when the pictures in front of one's eyes become m…”

“... me daba la sensación de que alguien tan destrozado como yo debía recibir ay…”

“It came to me that Hyde Park has never belonged to London - that it has always …”

“It is rather exciting to write by moonlight.”