Perhaps my sense of reality is not very highly developed, perhaps I lack a sound and reassuring instinct for the solid facts of our earthly existence; I can’t always tell memories from dreams, and often I mistake dreams, coming to life again in colours, smells, sudden associations, with the eerie secret certainty of a past life from which time and space divide me no differently and no better than a light sleep in the early hours. Annemarie Schwarzenbach
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The quote above is from the autobiography of French writer Paul Valéry. The line above indicates how he feels about his own mental condition. He was not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but rather a very sensitive soul who believed that if he did not go through life feeling every ounce of emotion possible, he would never discover what really made him tick.

Source: All The Roads Are Open: The Afghan Journey

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