"Apoi, imi indreptai ochii spre stele, gandindu-ma ce groaznic trebuie sa fie pentru un om degerat sa se uite la ele si sa nu gaseasca nici ajutor si nici mila in lumina lor stralucitoare."
Este un fel de magie care vine la pachet cu zilele de toamna. As vrea sa pastram magia asta.
"Playing a flute is like writing a book. You're telling what's in your heart...It's easier to play if it's right from your heart. You get the tone, and the fingers will follow." -- Eddie Cahill
joi, 15 septembrie 2011
the road stretches on from unknown destinationacross open streamsthrough fields of carnationsit enters a city, a buildingit stretches aheadit stops at the feetthe feet of his bed.