Tout homme porte sur l'épaule gauche un singe et, sur l'épaule droite, un perroquet.
Que la jeunesse avance par injustice, c'est justice. Car promptement arrive l'âge du recul.
La poésie cesse à l'idée. Toute idée la tue.
Le virtuose ne sert pas la musique ; il s'en sert.
Prends garde aux conservateurs de vieilles anarchies.
Dès qu'un poète se réveille, il est idiot. Je veux dire intelligent.
Nous abritons un ange que nous choquons sans cesse. Nous devons être les gardiens de cet ange.
© 2026 My French LLC
Comment reported successfully.
Post was successfully added to your timeline!
You have reached your limit of 5000 friends!
File size error: The file exceeds allowed the limit (954 MB) and can not be uploaded.
Your video is being processed, We’ll let you know when it's ready to view.
Unable to upload a file: This file type is not supported.
We have detected some adult content on the image you uploaded, therefore we have declined your upload process.
To upload images, videos, and audio files, you have to upgrade to pro member. Upgrade To Pro
In order to sell your content and posts, start by creating a few packages. Monetization