John Ruskin

We citeren hier John Ruskin uit een boek dat binnen handbereik lag in de 'studiolo' van Stijn Streuvels onder Lijsternestobject 0204.

In this Waste Land the trees have eyes but cannot see nor recount the days floating by. Eight years have passed – Hermes reminds me on Mother’s Day those around me – hands filled with joy and armed with Wonder and hope blessed with a boy – born eight years ago.