Men have torn up the roads which led to Heaven, and which all the world followed; now we have to make our own ladders.
Joseph JoubertWords become luminous when the poet's finger has passed over them its phosphorescence.
Joseph JoubertMen have torn up the roads which led to Heaven, and which all the world followed; now we have to make our own ladders.
Joseph JoubertWords become luminous when the poet's finger has passed over them its phosphorescence.
Joseph Joubert