Do you really think that I have not had any sort of premonition concerning all these? Well, this is the truth! I feel miserable for being endowed with a sixth sense. I am able to foresee how many things fate is preparing for me. What else could I say to you? After all I have already lost, I have come to be afraid even not to lose that bit of a mind still left to me.
Veronica Micle - letter to Eminescu.
First hour after midnight
September 2, 1879
Właściwie to przecież nie znoszę tych pieprzonych blogów z cytowanymi pioseneczkami i wierszykami. A przeceż sama to czasem robię :-) W zamian - posypując głowę popiołem - tym razem fragment listu :-)
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