“On this perfect day, when everything is ripening and not even the grape turns brown, the eye of the sun just fell upon my life: I looked back, I looked forward, and never saw so many and such good things at once.”
Friedrich Nietzsche
On This Day
“On this perfect day, when everything is ripening and not even the grape turns brown, the eye of the sun just fell upon my life: I looked back, I looked forward, and never saw so many and such good things at once.”
Friedrich Nietzsche