" It is impossible to convey the life-sensation of any given epoch of one's existence —
that which makes its truth, its meaning —
its subtle and penetrating essence.
It is impossible.
We live, as we dream — alone… "
Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness
(One of the best feelings in the world… I’m just going to finish this paragraph…Page… Well, only two pages until I finish the chapter… Just to see how the next one begins…No way!… *continues reading*)