A Madman’s Insecurities.

“But I am going to put down on paper everything that springs to my mind, my ideas with my memories, my impressions my dreams my whims, everything which passes through my thoughts and my soul – laughter and tears, white and black, sobs that well up in the heart and are then rolled out like pastry in sonorous periods; – and tears diluted in romantic metaphors. And yet it oppresses me to think I’ll be flattening the tips of a whole packet of pens, that I’ll be using up a whole bottle of ink, that I’ll be boring the reader and boring myself.”

 Memoirs of a Madman by Gustave Flaubert. 

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