"I dont hate it he thought, panting in the cold air, the iron New England dark: I dont. I dont! I dont hate it! I dont hate it!" - William Faulkner, Absalom, Absalom
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Night songdweller
Thus return at last a victor To the forest home of Louhi, To the joy of all her daughters, To the wood-nymph's happy fireside -The Kalevala
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“Above all, we are coming to understand that the arts incarnate the creativity of a free people. When the creative impulse cannot flourish, when it cannot freely select its methods and objects, when it is deprived of spontaneity, then society severs”- JFK
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“Above all, we are coming to understand that the arts incarnate the creativity of a free people. When the creative impulse cannot flourish, when it cannot freely select its methods and objects, when it is deprived of spontaneity, then society severs”- JFK