...those who follow their true nature never feel cheated of enjoyment when they lie in friendly company on velvety turf near a running brook beneath the branches of a tall tree and provide their bodies with simple but agreeable refreshment, especially when the weather smiles and the season of the year spangles the green grass with flowers ( Read more... )

I write, she wrote, that memory is fragile and the space of a single life is brief, passing so quickly that we never get a chance to see the relationship between events; we cannot gauge the consequences of our acts, and we believe in the fiction of past, present, and future, but it may also be true that everything happens simultaneously ( Read more... )

"If Wordsworth had gone back to those moments in the past, he would have found the thing itself, but only the reminder of it: what he remembered would turn out to be itself a remembering. The books or the music in which we thought the beauty was located will betray us if we trust to them: it was not in them, it only came through them, ant what came ( Read more... )

TOURNAMENT OF CHAMPIONS 2006

did you write the book of love and
do you have faith in god above
if the bible tells you so?

do you beleive in rock and roll?
can music save your mortal soul?
can you teach me how to dance real slow?

"Illusions are shattered by conflict with reality, so no real happiness, no real wit, no real profundity are tolerated where the illusion prevails." - 200 ( Read more... )

"Still he looked; still he paused. It is these pauses that are our undoing. It is then that sedition enters the fortress and our troops rise in insurrection. Once before he had paused, and love with its horrid rout, its shawms, its cymbals, and its heads with gory locks torn from the shoulders had burst in. From love he had suffered the tortures ( Read more... )