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
Until now I have never really lived! Life on earth is a creeping, crawling business. It is in the air that one feels the glory of being a man and of conquering the elements. There is an exquisite smoothness of… — 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… — Gabriele D'Annunzio Copy Share Image
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
