Monday, July 16, 2007
Random thoughts. End of 2nd week July. Deep. Pencil, oil. If you love something give it away.
Автор Elizaveta Senatorova на 2:45 AM
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- Elizaveta Senatorova
- It is human life. We are blown upon the world; we float buoyantly upon the summer air a little while, complacently showing off our grace of form and our dainty iridescent colors; then we vanish with a little puff, leaving nothing behind but a memory-and sometimes not even that. I suppose that at those solemn times when we wake in the deeps of the night and reflect, there is not one of us who is not willing to confess that he is really only a soap-bubble, and as little worth the making. - Mark Twain's Own Autobiography (North American Review, May 3, 1907)
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