In winter, we yearn for the psychological balance of hot summer. The intake of □□ is for the enrichment of the soul.
Clockwork clocks and the cyclical and crazy time, the soul pauses to find the flash of its own existence.
This is morally superior, and a tenth dose is an incomparable tonic.
Well, he's often the most dangerous when he's in love, and what's that last sentence--
"I think,
Those who shatter the crystal face of the poet's soul,
Don't like art. "
--O. W