zrobilem-herbate: “I must keep quiet for a little space and then walk very slowly along that bright sound of pain, towards that blue, blue wave. What bliss there is in blueness. I never know how blue blueness could be…” — Vladimir Nabokov, Laughter
zrobilem-herbate: “I must keep quiet for a little space and then walk very slowly along that bright sound of pain, towards that blue, blue wave. What bliss there is in blueness. I never know how blue blueness could be…” — Vladimir Nabokov, Laughter
zrobilem-herbate: “I must keep quiet for a little space and then walk very slowly along that bright sound of pain, towards that blue, blue wave. What bliss there is in blueness. I never know how blue blueness could be…” — Vladimir Nabokov, Laughter
