My head was a desolate place and as barren as the bare hills of Le Marche. Until I began to build in it, only vultures nested there.
My head was a desolate place and as barren as the bare hills of Le Marche. Until I began to build in it, only vultures nested there. - Lisa St. Aubin De Terán
- Lisa St. Aubin De Terán
miracles had to be paid for; only calamity was free. - Lisa St. Aubin De Terán
miracles had to be paid for; only calamity was free.
The palace started as a single vaulted room and grew in proportion to my despair. It began as an exercise to keep my mind from its melancholy, then i… - Lisa St. Aubin De Terán
The palace started as a single vaulted room and grew in proportion to my despair. It began as an exercise to keep my mind from its melancholy, then i…
I knew, as every peasant does, that land can never be truly owned. We are the keepers of the soil, the curators of trees. - Lisa St. Aubin De Terán
I knew, as every peasant does, that land can never be truly owned. We are the keepers of the soil, the curators of trees.
Fine food is poison. It can be as bitter as antimony and bitter almonds and as repulsive as swallowing live toads. Like the poison the emperor took e… - Lisa St. Aubin De Terán
Fine food is poison. It can be as bitter as antimony and bitter almonds and as repulsive as swallowing live toads. Like the poison the emperor took e…
Traveling is like flirting with life. It's like saying, 'I would stay and love you, but I have to go; this is my station. - Lisa St. Aubin De Terán
Traveling is like flirting with life. It's like saying, 'I would stay and love you, but I have to go; this is my station.
A solitary traveler can sleep from state to state, from day to night, from day to day, in the long womb of its controlled interior. It is the cradle … - Lisa St. Aubin De Terán
A solitary traveler can sleep from state to state, from day to night, from day to day, in the long womb of its controlled interior. It is the cradle …
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