"wheels: The anchor without rocking the sails, and stood still. The tide was up, the wind had almost fallen, and having to go down the river, we can only dock waiting for the ebb.
The estuary of the River Thames opened before us like an endless avenue of entrance. Out at sea, the sky and the sea came together and mingling in the space bright, rust-colored sails of the barges that went up the river leaving carried away by the tide seemed to stand still in red clusters of canvas stretched between the glint of rods painted. A haze rested on the low banks, whose outlines were lost in the fleeting sea. The air was dark above Gravesend, and farther back still seemed condensed into a desolate darkness that hung motionless on the largest and most illustrious city in the world.
by J. Conrad, incipit of Heart of Darkness.
" When you decide to do without it, one realizes how the air force us their limited perception of the existence, of how, as a convenient shortcut distances, eventually you cut everything, even the understanding of the world. We left Rome at sunset, dinner, sleep a little 'and the dawn was already in India. But a country is its diversity and a whole must also have time to prepare for the meeting, it must also make effort to enjoy the wins. Everything has become so easy today that you do not feel more pleasure at all. To understand something is a joy, but only if tied to an effort. So with the countries. Read a guide, jumping from one airport to another, is not the same slow, laborious acquisition - by osmosis, the humors of the earth which, by train, one is attaccati." da T.Terzani, Un indovino mi disse
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