Anaïs Nin

We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.
Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.
Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage.
We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are.
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