"No harm in that. I've never known what to do," said Rincewind with hollow cheerfulness. "Been completely at a loss my whole life." He hesitated. "I think it's called being human."
-Terry Pratchet, Sourcery
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
"Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket--safe, dark, motionless, airless--it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable"
Friday, June 22, 2007
Time is a great teacher, but unfortunately it kills all its pupils.
~Louis-Hector Berlioz
Saturday, May 19, 2007
Through the constant build and collapse of the music the noises let through the silence. It is the silence you can hear in a wood, despite the chatter of birds and leaves and tree growth.
Jonathon Baggaley Seen on the wall at: Cafe 1001, Brick Lane, London