"And the seasons, they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captives on the carousel of time"
- Joni Mitchell
"She took the little maiden, on her arm, and both flew in brightness and in joy so high, so very high, and then above was neither cold, nor hunger, nor anxiety -- they were with God"
-Hans Christian Andersen
"Everything being a carnival, there is no carnival left" - Victor Hugo
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