I Sail With Every Wind

Fernando Lemos

Since I grew tired of the chase
And search, I learned to find;
And since the wind blows in my face,
I sail with every wind.

–Friedrich Nietzsche translated by Walter Kaufmann

image: Fernando Lemos

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Decorate Your Own Soul

Plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.— Veronica A. Shoffstall

 

I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses. — Nietzsche