And then one day, as if suddenly the flesh came undone and the blood beneath the flesh had coalesced with the air, suddenly the whole world roars again and the very skeleton of the body melts like wax. Such a day it may be when first you encounter Dostoevski.
anastasia & czechoslovak cinemaцитирует5 лет назад
could not say Vladivostok, for instance, nor Carpathians-but he could say Dostoevski divinely
anastasia & czechoslovak cinemaцитирует5 лет назад
Round and round one walks, seeking the hub and nodality, but the fires are burned to ash and the sex of things is hidden in the finger of a glove.
anastasia & czechoslovak cinemaцитирует5 лет назад
The plasm of the dream is the pain of separation. The dream lives on after the body is buried.
anastasia & czechoslovak cinemaцитирует5 лет назад
No matter how exciting, how intolerable the situation, there are always exits, always ameliorations, comforts, compensations, newspapers, religions. But once there was none of this. Once you were free, wild, murderous….
anastasia & czechoslovak cinemaцитирует5 лет назад
Can I be as I believe myself or as others believe me to be?