The final Beethoven piano sonata. It's rather a trip; I should probably be paying closer attention...
The final Beethoven piano sonata. It's rather a trip; I should probably be paying closer attention...
The book itself is a curious artifact, not showy in its technology but complex and extremely efficient: a really neat little device, compact, often very pleasant to look at and handle, that can last decades, even centuries. It doesn't have to be plugged in, activated, or performed by a machine; all it needs is light, a human eye, and a human mind. It is not one of a kind, and it is not ephemeral. It lasts. It is reliable.
--Ursula K. Le Guin
The Good Soldier ... NIN
"... turn off the sun pull the stars from the sky
the more I give to you the more I die ..." ©T.R.
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Day by Day- "Godspell" Musical, a gift from my beloved LadyWentworth!
None are more hopelessly enslaved than those who falsely believe that they are free.
-Goethe
I knowwwwww! My friend told me about that one and from the sounds of it, it looks like I would enjoy it very much! Organs!!!!! I wrote it down on a piece of paper and I want to hear it someday. I haven't done much searching for it, though. I think I'll try YouTube next...
Tomorrow always holds the promise of something new and exciting. I am the Jetsons meet the Flintstones.
rake ~ sufjan stevens
Calvin: You can’t just turn on creativity like a faucet. You have to be in the right mood.
Hobbes: What mood is that?
Calvin: Last-minute panic.
While Your Lips Are Still Red- Marco Hietala/Tuomas Holopainen
None are more hopelessly enslaved than those who falsely believe that they are free.
-Goethe
With or Without You - U2
"Americans should know the universe itself as a road, as many roads, as roads for traveling souls."
-Walt WhitmanThey have their worries, they’re counting the miles, they’re thinking about where to sleep tonight, how much money for gas, the weather, how they’ll get there—and all the time they’ll get there anyway, you see.
-Jack Kerouac
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Tomorrow always holds the promise of something new and exciting. I am the Jetsons meet the Flintstones.
Coralie Clement ~ La Mer Opale
"He was nauseous with regret when he saw her face again, and when, as of yore, he pleaded and begged at her knees for the joy of her being. She understood Neal; she stroked his hair; she knew he was mad."
---Jack Kerouac, On The Road: The Original Scroll
I am a piano playing girl, and yet I feel compelled to learn even a part of this gem.... very moving indeed. At the very least, the fingers would get such a workout that anything else I chose to play would seem easy? Ha ha!
Right now I am listening something probably on the opposite side of the coin.... Survivalism ... NIN *sigh*
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"... turn off the sun pull the stars from the sky
the more I give to you the more I die ..." ©T.R.
NIN Schtuff
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