Appropriate Sentiments

Last week, I wrote a few brief words at the passing of a friend. Still sad about this, I thought the following words appropriate.

 

No man is an island entire of itself; every man
is a piece of the continent, a part of the main;
if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe
is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as
well as any manner of thy friends or of thine
own were; any man's death diminishes me,
because I am involved in mankind.
And therefore never send to know for whom
the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.

John Donne  (1572-1631)

In Memoriam

Today, I wept bitter tears at the loss of a friend and for those left behind.

In the midst of life, we are in death.

Eiffel

Harmonograph - 2

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Writing

When asked why he wrote music, a composer once answered that it was because there was music inside his head that didn't yet exist. Writing it gave it existence.

It has been said of the French existentialist thinker, Jean-Paul Satre, that he was, arguably, at his freest while under German occupation. His subversive action was to write.

The composer Gustav Holst once commented that he wrote now so that later he would write better.

Dreamlines - 2

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