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“There are strange flowers of reason to match each error of the senses. Admirable gardens of absurd beliefs, forebodings, obsessions and frenzies. Unknown, ever-changing gods take shape there.”

Quote by Louis Aragon

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Louis Aragon
Louis Aragon

Louis Aragon was a French poet, novelist, playwright, and literary critic. Born on October 3, 1897, and died on December 24, 1982, he was a leading figure in the Surrealist movement and is known for his unique poetic style and profound political consciousness. more

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