Sulaiman

“Whosoever is delighted in solitude, is either a wild beast or a god.”
― Aristotle

“Inside us there is something that has no name, that something is what we are.”
― José Saramago, Blindness

“A First Sign of the Beginning of Understanding is the Wish to Die.”
― Franz Kafka

“THE OWLS

by: Charles Baudelaire

UNDER the overhanging yews,
The dark owls sit in solemn state,
Like stranger gods; by twos and twos
Their red eyes gleam. They meditate.

Motionless thus they sit and dream
Until that melancholy hour
When, with the sun's last fading gleam,
The nightly shades assume their power.

From their still attitude the wise
Will learn with terror to despise
All tumult, movement, and unrest;

For he who follows every shade,
Carries the memory in his breast,
Of each unhappy journey made.
'The Owls' is reprinted from The Poems and Prose Poems of Charles Baudelaire. Ed. James Huneker. New York: Brentano's, 1919.”
― Charles Baudelaire