From his soft fur, golden and brown, Goes out so sweet a scent, one night I might have been embalmed in it By giving him one little pet. He is my household's guardian soul; He judges, he presides, ins...
Ce dragă mi-ai fi,Noapte,când stelele s-ar stinge:lumina lor îngână un cântec cunoscut;iar eu vreau tot ce-i negru și gol și șters și mut!
But the true voyagers are only those who leaveJust to be leaving; hearts light, like balloons,They never turn aside from their fatalityAnd without knowing why they always say: Let's go!
Acel ce-şi strânge lacom iubita-n braţe pareUn muribund ce-n taină mormântul şi-l dezmiardă.
Souvent, pour s'amuser, les hommes d'équipagePrennent des albatros, vastes oiseaux des mers,Qui suivent, indolents compagnons de voyage,Le navire glissant sur les gouffres amers.A peine les ont-ils dé...
Nations, like families, have great men only in spite of themselves.
He sadly resumes his path toward a desert that he knows is similar to the one he just crossed, escorted by the pale phantom they call Reason, who lights up the aridity of his path with a weak lantern,...
Cred ca deja am scris in notele mele despre faptul ca iubirea se aseamana izbitor cu o tortura sau cu o operatie chirurgicala. Aceasta idee poate fi insa dezvoltata la modul cel mai chinuitor. Chiar d...
Am căutat uitarea-n iubire: ce folos!Căci dragostea mi-e numai un pat cu spini, făcut Să dea acestor fete cumplite de băut!
A soul is a thing so impalpable, so often useless and sometimes such a nuisance, that the loss of it disturbed me less than if I had lost my visiting card while taking a walk.
And the lamp having at last resigned itself to death.There was nothing now but firelight in the room,And every time a flame uttered a gasp for breath It flushed her amber skin with the blood of its bl...