No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within; it had stood for eighty years and might stand for eighty more. Within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone. the opening paragraph from The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson
inspired by Bram Stoker’s Dracula movie opening scene.
I present you Mama Lina, the guide of Saona island, all full of energy and giving away rum and coke.
I felt once more how simple and frugal a thing is happiness: a glass of wine, a roast chestnut, a wretched little brazier, the sound of the sea. Nothing else. ― Nikos Kazantzakis, Zorba the Greek