Broken in New York City
Chaos of Mind and Body
“A chaos of mind and body - a time for weeping at sunsets and at the glamour of moonlight - a confusion and profusion of beliefs and hopes, in God, in Truth, in Love, and in Eternity - an ability to be transported by the beauty of physical objects - a heart to ache or swell- a joy so joyful and a sorrow so sorrowful that oceans could lie between them...”
― T.H. White,
“Mungo was a gnome. Disguised as a dwarf. The blatantly false beard was a giveaway. It appeared that Mungo had crafted it himself out o...
Dream.....Dreamstate.....Let me say that my dreams are not meant to associate with my work...at least not in the moment anyway. Intuition ...
Some people talk to animals. Not many listen though. That's the problem. A. A. MILNE, Winnie-the-Pooh
It is not that we have a short time to live, but that we waste a lot of it. -Seneca
Broken in New York City What difference does it make to the dead, the orphans, and the homeless, whether the mad destruction is wro...