Maxioms by Guillaume Apollinaire
I love men, not for what unites them, but for what divides them, and I want to know most of read more
I love men, not for what unites them, but for what divides them, and I want to know most of all what gnaws at their hearts.
Come to the edge/ No, we will fall/ Come to the edge/ No, we will fall/
They came./ He pushed read more
Come to the edge/ No, we will fall/ Come to the edge/ No, we will fall/
They came./ He pushed them. And they flew.
Joy always came after pain.
Joy always came after pain.
Now and then it's good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be
happy.
Now and then it's good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be
happy.
