"I wrote long ago, "the metamorphosis we seek is in the path we are on. We fall, in the depths, in the darkness, in the cave of life, and from there, we smell change, our metamorphosis.
The loneliness of man passes through the sound that accompanies him in his thoughts, in the interpretation that he makes of his life, passes through a small song repeated endlessly, which becomes sound in silence, perfume."
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