The world is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.

Bertrand Russel

Sunday, October 27, 2013

Quando il sole tramonta in Puglia...

Was vergangen, kehrt nicht wieder. Aber ging es leuchtend nieder, leuchtet's ewiglich zurück. - Karl Förste


Mi dispiace così tanto.

Translation:

Whatever has passed shall not return. 
But what has passed in glory will shine throughout the ages!