matters

It’s life that matters, nothing but life — the process of discovering, the everlasting and perpetual process, not the discovery itself, at all.

Fyodor Dostoevsky, in The Idiot (1868)

 

watercolour on paper,  a2, 2013

watercolour on paper, a2, 2013

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