We believe that we know something about the things themselves when we speak of trees, colors, snow, and flowers; and yet we possess nothing but metaphors for things—metaphors which correspond in no way to the original entities.(Friedrich Nietzsche)
Câsâbălu iu bânedz: Constanta Ari limba di dadâ
Casa a Literaturiljei, a poeziljei shi a culturâljei. Ânyrâpsea sh-hârsea-ti di articoli, eseuri, prozâ, poezie clasicâ sh-antritseri (concursuri).
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