From “The Dove-Text”

From “The Dove-Text”

From “The Dove-Text”

The highest degree of solitude is not reached when you cannot open the door for more than two days, but when no fly enters through the window. I do not know the degree of solitude of the trees around me, or if they haven’t known the coming of a single bird or flying insect. But they do not change. They are like a picture hung behind the window.