Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes.
Art is knowing which ones to keep.
scott adams
Friday, July 23, 2010
Sing Me to Heaven
In my heart's sequestered chamber
lies truth stripped of poet's gloss
Words alone are vain and vapor
And my heart is mute.
In response to aching silence
memory summons half-heard voices,
And my soul finds primal eloquence
and wraps me in song.
lies truth stripped of poet's gloss
Words alone are vain and vapor
And my heart is mute.
In response to aching silence
memory summons half-heard voices,
And my soul finds primal eloquence
and wraps me in song.
Monday, July 05, 2010
bei mir bist do schon
I could say Bella, bella, even sehr wunderbar
Each language only helps me tell you how grand you are
I've tried to explain, bei mir bist do schon
So kiss me and say that you will understand
Each language only helps me tell you how grand you are
I've tried to explain, bei mir bist do schon
So kiss me and say that you will understand
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