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Belgian Art - Belgium Literature - De Letterschuur
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Belgian Art - Belgium Literature - René Magritte - Self portrait
René Magritte - Self portrait
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August 16th 2012
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Belgian Art - Belgium Literature - Franck Mortelmans - Portrait of Alain Germoz
Franck Mortelmans - Portrait of Alain Germoz
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February 6th 2013
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NARROW paths my passions tread:
Laughter rings there, sorrow cries;
Sick and sad, with half-shut e...
- Maurice Maeterlinck
Belgian Art - Belgium Literature - Artist Louis Paul Boon by Maurice Roggeman
Artist Louis Paul Boon by Maurice Roggeman
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December 18th 2012
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An old man in the street
his simple tale to the old woman
it's nothing it sounds like a tenuous ...
- Paul van Ostaijen
He who walks through the meadows of Champagne
At noon in Fall, when leaves like gold appear,
See...
- Emile Verhaeren
Rest thus your head on my arm
that from your forehead to your lips my eye
may glide along the br...
- Paul van Ostaijen
NOW my desires no more, alas,
Summon my soul to my eyelids' brink,
For with its prayers that ebb a...
- Maurice Maeterlinck
MY soul her unused hands to pray
Folds, that hide the world away:
Lord, my broken dreams complete,...
- Maurice Maeterlinck
My talent is such that no undertaking, however vast in size... has ever surpassed my courage....
- Peter Paul Rubens
A moon, with vacant, chilling eye, stares
At the winter, enthroned vast and white upon the hard gro...
- Emile Verhaeren
THE hospital!
The hospital on the banks of the canal,
The hospital, and the month of July!
They a...
- Maurice Maeterlinck
There must be white farms beyond the edge
of the blue fields by the moon
at night you hear along...
- Paul van Ostaijen
The hounds of despair, the hounds of the autumnal wind,
Gnaw with their howling the black echoes o...
- Emile Verhaeren
HERE are the old desires that pass,
The dreams of weary men, that die,
The dreams that faint and f...
- Maurice Maeterlinck
All our knowledge merely helps us to die a more painful death than animals that know nothing....
- Maurice Maeterlinck
When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved ...
- Maurice Maeterlinck
 
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