And like Virgil, we must be unafraid to disappear when we have reached the end of our path, no matter what we leave behind, no matter how quickly we will be forgotten.
The lost are those who have refused, who find themselves forever trapped in the shadowed forest. They have nowhere to turn but back to dust at an agonizing pace.
We are each of us, in the end, captive to that downward tug or the wayward flight of ash. But maybe that is not so bad after all.- Vanishing Virgil, Granta.
WELCOME. Take a moment to kick off your shoes, relax, and refill your cup. Enjoy some poetry and a bit of art. Browse through the assorted offerings, and hopefully you'll find something helpful, informative, or just fun. Oh, And chocolate!
Saturday, December 17, 2011
QUOTE OF THE DAY
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