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…
From Ode to Memory Thou who stealest fire, From the fountains of the past, To glorify the present, oh, haste,…