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MUSIC AND SILENCE

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“After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.”
― Aldous Huxley, Music at Night and Other Essays

Musicienne du Silence
Arthur Hacker – 1900

FRANZ KAFKA ~ METAMORPHOSIS

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“I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.”
― Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis

Portrait Franz Kafka by Andy Warhol.

BEING ALONE, FEELING ALONE…

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“We live as we dream–alone….”
― Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness and the Congo Diary

Alone

Emilio Longoni – 1900

DANILO KIS ~ ANGEL OF SLEEP

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“I would have liked to catch hold of sleep at least once, just as I had been resolved to catch hold of death one day, to catch hold of the wings of the angel of sleep when it came for me, to grab it with two fingers like a butterfly after sneaking up on it from behind. […] My sleep game was practice for the grand struggle with death.”
― Danilo Kiš, Garden, Ashes

EMILE ZOLA ~ MY BEING IN THIS WORLD

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“If you ask me what I came to do in this world, I, an artist, will answer you: I am here to live out loud.”
― Émile Zola.

CHARLOTTE BRONTE ~ TRICKS OF THE CONSCIENCE

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“If all the world hated you and believed you wicked, while your own conscience approved of you and absolved you from guilt, you would not be without friends.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

The Bather
Élisabeth Vigée Le Brun – 1792

TOLKIEN ~ REMEMBERING PAST SEASONS

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I sit beside the fire and think
Of all that I have seen
Of meadow flowers and butterflies
In summers that have been

Of yellow leaves and gossamer
In autumns that there were
With morning mist and silver sun
And wind upon my hair

I sit beside the fire and think
Of how the world will be
When winter comes without a spring
That I shall ever see

For still there are so many things
That I have never seen
In every wood in every spring
There is a different green

I sit beside the fire and think
Of people long ago
And people that will see a world
That I shall never know

But all the while I sit and think
Of times there were before
I listen for returning feet
And voices at the door”
― J.R.R. Tolkien

Vasilevskoë – Autumn

Wassily Kandinsky – 1903

VIRGINIA WOOLF ~ THE POETRY OF HUMAN LIFE

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“That perhaps is your task–to find the relation between things that seem incompatible yet have a mysterious affinity, to absorb every experience that comes your way fearlessly and saturate it completely so that your poem is a whole, not a fragment; to re-think human life into poetry and so give us tragedy again and comedy by means of characters not spun out at length in the novelist’s way, but condensed and synthesized in the poet’s way–that is what we look to you to do now.”
― Virginia Woolf

Photograph: Virginia and Leonard Woolf

E.E. CUMMINGS ~ YOU ARE…

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“Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: – you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.”
― E.E. Cummings

Christian Rohlfs,
Dancing around the Ball of the Sun, 1916

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