the ebb tide of the soul
Het duister en de nachten, zijn moeders van gedachten.*
Still, I've often reassured myself by saying that whatever I believe at 4:00 in the morning is almost certain to be wrong.
*Darkness and night are the mothers of thoughts.
(I imagine that this sounds better in Dutch because "nachten" rhymes with "gedachten")
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Everything I think at 4:00 am is wrong. Always.
At 8:00 am it becomes clearer, not always right but clearer.
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