I always wonder about these fragile lines of demarcation. If I hadn't known I was loved and cherished, what would have happened to me?Quote by Armand Assante about irony, miracle
there are any heavens my mother will(all by herself)have one. It will not be a pansy heaven or a fragile heaven of lilies-of-the-valley but it will be a heaven of blackred roses my father will be(deep like a rose tall like a rose) standing...Quote by Edward Estlin Cummings about haven, garden, eyes, mother, poets, nothing, face
So unreal, so unsure of itself, the body is continually flatter and cursed -derisory, fragile limit between my conscience and world. Dissertation on body, 2010 RightWords TranslationQuote by Iulian Boldea about body, limits, conscience, world