No choice but stand. Somehow up and stand. Somehow stand. That or groan. The groan so long on its way. No. No groan. Simply pain. Simply up. A time when try how. Try see. Try say. How first it lay. Th...
Not to want to say, not to know what you want to say, not to be able to say what you think you want to say, and never to stop saying, or hardly ever, that is the thing to keep in mind, even in the hea...
Nothing happens. Nobody comes, nobody goes. It's awful.
Nous naissons tous fous. Quelques-uns le demeurent.
One day I caught sight of my son. He was striding along with a briefcase under his arm. He took off his hat and bowed and I saw he was as bald as a coot. I was almost certain it was he. I turned round...
Perhaps things have changed since. So all I know is that it was much the sameweather when I left as when I came, so far as I was capable of knowing what the weather was. And I had been under the weath...
Quisiera que mi amor muriese...quisiera que mi amor muriesey que lloviera sobre el cementerio
Seen no matter how and said as seen. Dread of black. Of white. Of void. Let her vanish. And the rest. For good.
That movements of an extreme complexity were taking place seemed certain, and yet what a simple thing it seemed, that vast yellow light sailing slowly behind my bars and which little by little the den...
The dead die hard, trespassers on the beyond, they must take the place as they find it, the shafts and manholes back into the muck, till such time as the lord of the manor incurs through his long acqu...
The essential doesn't change.
The more people I meet the happier I become.
Yes it sometimes happens and will sometimes happen again that I forget who I am and strut before my eyes, like a stranger. Then I see the sky different from what it is and the earth too takes on false...
أستطيع أن أميز بين الأصوات الخارجية.أوراق الشجر،تأوه الجذوع.الأغصان،حتى الأعشاب،كل شجرة لها صيحتها الخاصة،ولا تتشابه شجرتان همسهما.
إني لا أغفر لأحد . وأتمنى للجميع حياة آثمة ، ثم نار جهنم وصقيعها . حتى يخرج اسم شريف من الأجيال اللعينة.
سأفتح عيني وأنظر إلى كومة ممتلكاتي الصغيرة ، وألقي الأوامر المعتادة إلى جسدي،وأنا أعرف لن يطيع ، أتحول إلى روحي المتجهه إلى الهلاك.
في الظلام . صرير السرير جزء من حياتي لا أحب أن يختفي .
A bright light is not necessary, a taper is all one needs to live in strangeness, if it faithfully burns.
Ah if only this voice could stop, this meaningless voice which prevents you from being nothing, just barely prevents you from being nothing and nowhere, just enough to keep alight this little yellow f...
And agreement only comes a little later, with the forgetting.
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