I try not to repeat myself. It’s the hardest thing in the world to do — there are only so many notes one human being can master.
I try not to repeat myself. It’s the hardest thing in the world to do — there are only so many notes one human being can master.
“The light within her eyes, which slays
Base thoughts and stilleth troubled waters,
Is like the gold where sunlight plays
Upon the still o’ershadowed waters.
When anger is there mingled
There comes a keener gleam instead,
Like flame that burns beneath thin jade.”
Ezra Pound | “Canzon: The Spear”