Words, once they are printed, have a life of their own. – Carol Burnett (1936 –     )

Dance is the hidden language of the soul. – Martha Graham (1894 – 1991)

After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music. – Aldous Huxley (1894 – 1963) “Music at Night”, 1931

After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on – have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear – what remains? Nature remains. – Walt Whitman (1819 – 1892)

Children might or might not be a blessing, but to create them and then fail them was surely damnation. – Lois McMaster Bujold “Barrayar” 1991

2 Responses to “The Passion”

  1. s13ky said

    Every Saint Has A Past, Every Sinner Has A Future 🙂

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