Maxioms by Victor Hugo
Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and cannot remain silent
Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and cannot remain silent
I was always a lover of soft-winged things.
I was always a lover of soft-winged things.
We see past time in a telescope and present time in a microscope. Hence the apparent enormities of the present.
We see past time in a telescope and present time in a microscope. Hence the apparent enormities of the present.
He who opens a school door, closes a prison.
He who opens a school door, closes a prison.
Like our dawn, merely a sob of light.
Like our dawn, merely a sob of light.
