La nuit fait des distributions d'essence stellaire aux fleurs endormies.

“Well, listen a moment, Monsieur Mayor; I have often been severe in my life towa…”

“Teach the ignorant as much as you can; society is culpable in not providing ins…”

“What a grand thing, to be loved! What a grander thing still, to love!”

“Everyday he saw better, and he began to climb slowly, one by one, almost reluct…”