“...My voice is stained with bloody light, and I see irises dry up at its touch; in my song I wear the… — Federico García Lorca Copy Share Image
“Young people, Lord. Do they still call it infatuation? That magic ax that chops away the world in one blow, leaving only… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“Do they still call it infatuation? That magic ax that chops away the world in one blow, leaving only the couple standing… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
The Sad Clown, Love's Jester, Her fool, Winds down, Fades Away. Jokes Spent, Brunt of them all. To tired to Dance, Entertain,… — Eric Nickel Copy Share Image
