The languor of Youth - how unique and quintessential it is! How quickly, how irrevocably, lost! The zest, the generous affections, the illusions, the despair, all the traditional attributes of Youth - all save this - come and go with us through life. These things are a part of life itself; but languor - the relaxation of yet unwearied sinews, the mind sequestered and self-regarding - that belongs to Youth alone and dies with it.
- Brideshead Revisted, Evelyn Waugh.
2 comments:
Love that photo, and the quote.
Here are another two photos for you petal. From my 'languid' collection.
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