Joss Whedon

My soul is wrapped in harsh repose,Midnight descends in raven-colored clothes,But soft… behold!A sunlight beamButting a swath of glimmering gleam.My heart expands,’tis grown a bulge in it,Inspired by your beauty…Effulgent.

My soul is wrapped in harsh repose,Midnight descends in raven-colored clothes,But soft… behold!A sunlight beamButting a swath of glimmering gleam.My heart expands,’tis grown a bulge in it,Inspired by your beauty…Effulgent.

– Joss Whedon –

© License assigned to YouCanQuoteME. License CC BY-NC 4.0 NC
📲 Copy this QR code to share the phrase wherever you want
QR del artículo

Do you want to publish your thoughts, reflections, or your own quotes?

Publish your quotes
Share our content

Related quotes

Jacques Prévert

Pater noster Our Father who art in heaven Stay there And we’ll stay here on earth Which is sometimes so pretty With its mysteries of New York And its mysteries of Paris At least as good as that of the Trinity With its little canal at Ourcq Its great wall of China Its river at Morlaix Its candy canes With its Pacific Ocean And its two basins in the Tuileries With its good children and bad people With all the wonders of the world Which are here Simply on the earth Offered to everyone Strewn about Wondering at the wonder of themselves And daring not avow it As a naked pretty girl dares not show herself With the world’s outrageous misfortunes Which are legion With legionaries With torturers With the masters of this world The masters with their priests their traitors and their troops With the seasons With the years With the pretty girls and with the old bastards With the straw of misery rotting in the steel of cannons.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *