Days [ ) Difference | Man Ray, 1890-1976
anon "For me, there’s no difference between dream and reality. I never know if what I’m doing is done when...
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Somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond | A poem by e.e. cummings, 1931
somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond any experience,your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which...
Will You Love Me In December | A song by James J. Walker, 1905
anon Now, in the summer of life, sweetheartYou say you love but meGladly I give all my heart to...
![On [:] The clouds | Virginia Woolf](https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxqVngX-HCQ/ULYSUIp0HRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Oq4sEOM3XYc/s640/7.jpg)
On [:] The clouds | Virginia Woolf
Virginia Woolf
Dark night of the soul | F. Scott Fitzgerald
Dark night of the soul, F. Scott Fitzgerald
Days [ ) Return | Claude Debussy, 1862-1918
anon ❝ Music begins where words are powerless to express. Music is made for the inexpressible. I want music to...
Στη σάλα / Λυρικά | Μιχάλης Κατσαρός, 1975
. Την πόρτα χτύπησε. Αν σου ανοίξουν μπες. Αλλιώς κοιμήσου στο σκαλοπάτι όπου καλύτερα θα ονειρευτείς για το τι γίνεται...
Days [ ) Dreams | Anais Nin, 1947–1955
Anon “Throw your dreams into spacelike a kite, and you do not knowwhat it will bring back, a new...