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'I am not an early bird or a night owl. I am some form of permanently exhausted pigeon.'

Truly fertile Music, the only kind that will move us, that we shall truly appreciate, will be a Music conducive to Dream, which banishes all reason and analysis. One must not wish first to understand and then to feel. Art does not tolerate Reason. / Camus

Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. / Y. M.

'Nice to meet you.' 'Give it time.'

'The things I've bought from strangers in the dark would curl your hair.' #beautifulbeat #nicelipsandjawline

Mantră

Billy & The Sea

Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry. / O. W.

Obiecte învăluite

'Space is the breath of art.'

The world of leaf and blade and flowers explodes, and every sunset is different. / Steinbeck

Era o lumină gălbuie ceva între fulger și gheață [..] / mă speria ferocea mea luciditate / Gellu Naum

În definitiv, cu cât vei ridica un zid mai înalt în jurul tău, cu atât va fi mai bun cel care-l va sări. / Tudor Chirilă