Franz Kafka, Letters To Milena
"I have this vision: That I would finally come and find you. Scattered pieces of distance would not stand in my way. Not needing words; the barest of glimpses would suffice for you and me."
So, I just bought myself a ticket to see Arctic Monkeys next month!
"Can’t repeat the past?” he cried incredulously. “Why of course you can!” He looked around him wildly, as if the past were lurking here in the shadow of his house, just out of reach of his hand."
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby