Rare is the union of beauty and purity.
© 2010 Bartosz Kiełczewski. All rights reserved.
© 2010 Bartosz Kiełczewski. All rights reserved.
Rare is the union of beauty and purity.
© 2010 Bartosz Kiełczewski. All rights reserved.
Lonesome. Lonesome. I know what it means. Here all by my lonesome, dreaming empty dreams.
© 2010 Bartosz Kiełczewski. All rights reserved.
ALL HAIL THE HYPNOSNAIL
© 2010 Bartosz Kiełczewski. All rights reserved.
The stable wears out a horse more than the road.
© 2010 Bartosz Kiełczewski. All rights reserved.
Nature answers only when she is questioned
© 2010 Bartosz Kiełczewski. All rights reserved.
London goes beyond any boundary or convention. It contains every wish or word ever spoken, every action or gesture ever made, every harsh or noble statement ever expressed. It is illimitable. It is Infinite London.
© 2010 Bartosz Kiełczewski. All rights reserved.
The bards sublime, / Whose distant footsteps echo / Through the corridors of Time.
© 2009 Bartosz Kiełczewski. All rights reserved.
Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months. — Oscar Wilde
© 2009 Bartosz Kiełczewski. All rights reserved.
We don’t stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.