Poetry

I've recently discovered that Hannah Arendt wrote poetry and these lines stuck with me:

"Doch das Leid will nich beschwichten
Alte Träume, junge Weisheit.
Und es lässt mich nicht verzichten
Auf des Glückes schöne Reinheit."

The last line is so beautiful, but I think it only works in German.

OSS + Rust. My goal in life is the ability to stop thinking at will

A beautiful share, Agost. I'm not sure how to translate that, but the German language can be really beautiful.

Thanks for sharing.
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