I cannot understand why the poets of our day wax indignant at the vulgarity of their age and complain of having come into the world too early or too late. I believe that every man of intellect can create his… — Gabriele d'Annunzio Copy Share Image
“And in the kisses, what deep sweetness! There are women's mouths that seem to ignite with love the breath that opens them. Whether they are reddened by blood richer than purple, or frozen by the pallor of agony, whether they are illuminated by the goodness of consent or darkened by the shadow of disdain, they always carry within them an… — Gabriele D'Annunzio Copy Share
It is not necessary to live, But to carve our names beyond that point, This is necessary. — Gabriele d'Annunzio Copy Share Image
I cannot understand why the poets of our day wax indignant at the vulgarity of their age and complain of having come into the… — Gabriele d'Annunzio Copy Share Image
“It was the beginning of June; summer was arising out of spring, like an aloe from a field of grass.” — Gabriele D'Annunzio Copy Share Image
“In vain you beg, in vain you ache, in vain you've opened your wrecked heart wide. Perhaps in heaven the rainclouds quake because we… — Gabriele D'Annunzio Copy Share Image
Until now I have never really lived! Life on earth is a creeping, crawling business. It is in the air that one feels the… — Gabriele d'Annunzio Copy Share Image
