Enkratic
دوشنبه ٢٩ تیر ۱۳۸۳
 

"I sat at the typewriter for the first time and fell in love with the words that emerged like drops, one by one, and remained on the white sheet of paper ... every drop became something that if spoken would have flown away, but on the sheets as words, became solidified, whether they were good or bad."

... Oriana Fallaci