“The Greek word for “return” is nostos. Also means “suffering.” So nostalgia is the suffering caused by an unappeased yearning to return.”
(Milan Kundera, Ignorance)
Tell me, tell me, smiling child,
What the past is like to thee ?
‘An Autumn evening soft and mild
With a wind that sighs mournfully.’…
(Emily Jane Brontë, Past, Present, Future)
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body…
(Pablo Neruda, Sonnet XVII)
“Living, there is no happiness in that. Living: carrying one’s painful self through the world.
But being, being is happiness. Being: Becoming a fountain, a fountain on which the universe falls like warm rain.”
(Milan Kundera, Immortality)
“The more I paint the more I like everything.”
– Warm Wishes for a Creative and Beautiful New Year. It is truly, my desire for all of you!
…and thank you so much, for your support and for all the kind words you have left in here! –
Inspired by poetry, art, life, imperfections, music, nature, dreams and antiques.
Believes that things should not be in small drawers inside large closets.
As we live our lives forwards, but understand them backwards (as Kierkegaard says).