A good book is never exhausted. It goes on whispering to you from the wall.
A good book is never exhausted. It goes on whispering to you from the wall.
Dreams are maps
The scientist has marched in and taken the place of the poet. But one day somebody will find the solution…
To begin at the beginning: It is Spring, moonless night in the small town, starless and bible-black, the cobblestreets silent…