If there exist fortunate people, if from time to time the wild sun of joy soars towards foreign lands in a sweet whirling of ecstasy — then where are the words which might tell of this? And if in the world there exists a beauty for enchantment, then how might one describe it?("The Poison Garden")
-Valery Bryusov
Select a background
More quotes by Valery Bryusov
Popular Authors
A curated listing of popular authors.