The Argonauts
Before we met, I had spent a lifetime devoted to Wittgenstein’s idea that the inexpressible is...
Tag: solitude
Eva Luna
He knelt beside me. “What’s the matter?” “I’m afraid?” “Of what?” “Of the sounds, of this...
Before we met, I had spent a lifetime devoted to Wittgenstein’s idea that the inexpressible is...
He knelt beside me. “What’s the matter?” “I’m afraid?” “Of what?” “Of the sounds, of this...