Words become luminous when the poet's finger has passed over them its phosphorescence.
Joseph JoubertHaughty people seem to me to have, like the dwarfs, the stature of a child and the face of a man.
Joseph JoubertWords become luminous when the poet's finger has passed over them its phosphorescence.
Joseph JoubertHaughty people seem to me to have, like the dwarfs, the stature of a child and the face of a man.
Joseph Joubert