Still Time…

“Nobody grasped you by the shoulder while there was still time. Now the clay of which you were shaped has dried and hardened, and nothing in you will ever awaken the sleeping musician, the poet, the astronomer that possibly inhabited you in the beginning.”

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry (1939)

de Saint-Exupéry, A. (1939). Terre des Hommes. Paris: Gallimard.


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