[Poetry] may make us from time to time a little aware of the deeper unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves.
T.S.Eliot
Friday, February 2, 2018
GT17-18: Certosa di Trisulti
On the same day we passed though Vico nel Lazio, we drove along the steep forestall road that leads to the Carthusian abbey in Trisulti.
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