In dreams, through longings, we can see— All latent in the dust of gold These forests that perhaps could be— But that will never, ever, grow. — Lucian Blaga Copy Share Image
In dreams, through longings, we can see— All latent in the dust of gold These forests that perhaps could be— But that will never,… — Lucian Blaga Copy Share Image
“De atunci femeia-ascunde sub pleoape-o taina si-si misca geana parc-ar zice ca ea stie ceva, ce noi nu stim, ce nimenea nu stie ,… — Lucian Blaga Copy Share Image
“Floarea soarelui și-a câștigat forma — privind soarele; omul a ajuns să fie ce e — privind moartea.” — Lucian Blaga Copy Share Image
Such a deep silence surrounds me, that I think I hear moonbeams striking on the windows. — Lucian Blaga Copy Share Image
“C-un zambet indraznet privesc in mine si inima moi prind de mina. Tremerand imi strang comoara la ureche si sscult. Imi pare ca tin… — Lucian Blaga Copy Share Image
“O singură rugăciune am: Doamne să nu mă laşi niciodată să fiu mulţumit de mine însumi.” — Lucian Blaga Copy Share Image
Early in life, when I first saw waterlilies on the ripples of a lake, I didn't think they were flowers which grew from the… — Lucian Blaga Copy Share Image
“Singur, atat de singur ca, de mult uitat-am sa mai fac deosebire intre mine, si-ntre lucruri.” — Lucian Blaga Copy Share Image
