Sreo sam na ulici vrlo siromašnog, zaljubljenog mladića. Šešir mu star, kaput otrcan, ogrtač progledao na laktovima, cipele mu vodu propuštale – ali duša mu bijaše posuta zvijezdama. February 20, 2016 by Ghost · Published February 20, 2016
Svaki sporazum između istine i laži uvek je na štetu istine. February 20, 2016 by Ghost · Published February 20, 2016