We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory — Louise Glück
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We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory

— Louise Glück
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