Wednesday, February 29, 2012

"Almost everything The Beatles did was great,

and it's hard to improve on.
They were our Bach.
The way to get around
it may be to keep it
as simple as possible.”
(T-Bone Burnett)


Tuesday, February 28, 2012

“My bounty is as boundless as the sea,

My love as deep; the more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite.”
(William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet)

(art by Andrew Gonzalez)

Monday, February 27, 2012

"Horror ! We imitate the top and bowling ball,

Their bounding and their waltz ; 
even in our slumber
Curiosity torments us, rolls us about,
Like a cruel Angel who lashes suns.
Singular destiny where the goal moves about,
And being nowhere can be anywhere !
Toward which Man, 
whose hope never grows weary,
Is ever running like a madman to find rest!"
(Charles Baudelaire, Les Fleurs du Mal-The Voyage)

(art by Mariusz Lewandowski; tnx Annita)

Sunday, February 26, 2012

"The aim and final end of all music

should be none other than
the glory of God
and the refreshment of the soul."
(Johannes Sebastian Bach)

Saturday, February 25, 2012

"And have you heard them sing

their bitter, despairing song?
Like a grand symphony ..."

(art by Misha Gordin)

Friday, February 24, 2012

"The wise find pleasure in water;

the virtuous find pleasure in hills.
The wise are active;
the virtuous are tranquil.
The wise are joyful;
the virtuous are long-lived."

(art by Ryan Rachmanto)

Thursday, February 23, 2012

"Life is always frightful.

We cannot help it
and we are responsible
all the same.
One's born
and at once
one is guilty..."

(art by Robert Steven Connet)

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

"I compare the Twist to the electric light,

The Twist is me, and I'm it.
I'm the electric light."
(Chubby Checker)

(art by capstoned; tnx Monika)

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

"No one saves us but ourselves.

No one can and no one may.
We ourselves must walk the path."

(art by Ineke Disveld)

Monday, February 20, 2012

"I knew that all the hundred thousand pieces

of life's game were in my pocket.
A glimpse of its meaning
had stirred my reason
and I was determined
to begin the game afresh. 

I would sample its tortures
once more and shudder again
at its senselessness.
I would traverse
not once more, but often,
the hell of my inner being..."

(art by Kate MacDowell)