Literature
...raramente peço desculpas, procurar o perdão de outrem reflecte paz interior, estas coisas não se explicam: Sentem-se...
the people are gone, the stree
ts are still there, deserted but present, in my memories but only my thoughts seem to walk there, everybody walking there at the time went somewhere they didnt even knew they were going.
Can any artist in soul despise the power of literature in youth? I intend to republish my essays at any time know, it has been a difficult decision, but I have kept them original so far, and wrote the revisions in an apendix. I didnt decide in the final format yet.
It has not been easy at all to face the these old scrips. but they had reason to exist, and to a great extent influenced my design methods.
I will develop on this soon
PS (comments will be enabled soon)
the people are gone, the stree
ts are still there, deserted but present, in my memories but only my thoughts seem to walk there, everybody walking there at the time went somewhere they didnt even knew they were going.Can any artist in soul despise t
he power of literature in youth? I intend to republish my essays at any time know, it has been a difficult decision, but I have kept them original so far, and wrote the revisions in an apendix. I didnt decide in the final format yet.It has not been easy at all to face the these old scrips. but they had reason to exist, and to a great extent influenced my design methods.
I will develop on this soon
PS (comments will be enabled soon)
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