We breathed the air of freedom without knowing the language or any person. — Nelly Sachs Copy Share Image
When sleep leaves the body like smoke and man, sated with secrets, drives the overworked nag of quarrel out of its stall, then the… — Nelly Sachs Copy Share Image
When sleep enters the body like smoke and man journeys into the abyss like an extinguished star that is lighted elsewhere, then all quarrel… — Nelly Sachs Copy Share Image
World, they have taken the small children like butterflies and thrown them, beating their wings, into the fire-- — Nelly Sachs Copy Share Image
We breathed the air of freedom without knowing the language or any person. — Nelly Sachs Copy Share Image
