"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."
“The Death’s Head” by Friedrich August Schulze from Tales of the Dead (1813), translated by Sarah Elizabeth Utterson. You can read it today on my Patreon.
If the world wasn’t on fire, I would almost be tempted to say that it’s a wonderful time to be alive and in Milan, and it is, at least from an artistic point of view. The city is flourishing and you literally don’t know where
From today till after Easter, I’ll be in Taiwan with some friends. One of them is also a former colleague of mine, and we’re going to see “our” skyscrapers (we did a few in the area back when we were working for the same design
In the vicinity of Klein-Krams near Ludwigslust in former times there were extensive forests that were so rich with game that the dukes often came to this region to hold their great hunts. During these hunts they almost always saw a wolf who — even
If the world wasn’t on fire, I would almost be tempted to say that it’s a wonderful time to be alive and in Milan, and it is, at least from an artistic point of view. The city is flourishing and you literally don’t know where
From today till after Easter, I’ll be in Taiwan with some friends. One of them is also a former colleague of mine, and we’re going to see “our” skyscrapers (we did a few in the area back when we were working for the same design
In the vicinity of Klein-Krams near Ludwigslust in former times there were extensive forests that were so rich with game that the dukes often came to this region to hold their great hunts. During these hunts they almost always saw a wolf who — even
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