"A poor man with nothing in his belly needs hope, illusion, more than bread."
"The world is eaten up by boredom. You can't see it all at once. It is like dust. You go about and never notice, you breathe it in, you eat and drink it. It is sifted so fine, it doesn't even grit on your teeth. But stand still for an instant and there it is, coating your face and hands."
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Source: Georges Bernanos, Rémy Rougeau (2002). “The Diary of a Country Priest”, p.2, Da Capo Press
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