Cold Spring

“All this world of ours is nothing but a speck of mildew, which has grown up on a tiny planet. And for us to suppose we can have something great — ideas, work — it’s all dust and ashes”.

Konstantin Dmitrič Lèvin

Autumn Flowers

“La mia esistenza è simile a quella delle piante; vivo come i fiori imprigionati dietro le cancellate del castello di Oberhofen. Sono un animale in gabbia, poiché vincoli materiali e spirituali sono tutt’uno”.

Paul Klee

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One Day

No more tears, my heart is dry
I don’t laugh and I don’t cry
I don’t think about you all the time
But when I do – I wonder why

One day baby, we’ll be old
Oh baby, we’ll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told

Asaf Avidan

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