Astronomy Quote by Henry Miller
““until the heart bursts and there is nothing left but a blinding, scorching light, the radiant light that carries off the fecundated seeds of the stars. The story of art which roots lie in massacre.””
““until the heart bursts and there is nothing left but a blinding, scorching light, the radiant light that carries off the fecundated seeds of the stars. The story of art which roots lie in massacre.””
