The instant trivial as it is is all we have unless-unless things the imagination feeds upon, the scent of the rose, startle us anew.


Journey to love (ed. 1955)


The instant trivial as it is is all we have unless-unless things the imagination feeds upon, the scent of the rose, startle us anew.

The instant trivial as it is is all we have unless-unless things the imagination feeds upon, the scent of the rose, startle us anew.

The instant trivial as it is is all we have unless-unless things the imagination feeds upon, the scent of the rose, startle us anew.

The instant trivial as it is is all we have unless-unless things the imagination feeds upon, the scent of the rose, startle us anew.