There is an hour of the afternoon when the plain is on the verge of saying something. It never says, or perhaps it says it infinitely, or perhaps we do not understand it, or we understand it and it is untranslatable as music.
Jorge Luis BorgesTags: music understand afternoon plains untranslatable
In the plains the grass grows tall, since there is no one to cut it. There is no one to water it either.
Vera NazarianTags: freedom growing development grass limits grow unchecked plains develop
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