eighty three

eighty two

I know, we are merely empty forms of matter, 

but we are indeed sublime

in having invented God and our soul. So sublime, my friend, that 

I want to gaze upon matter, fully conscious that it exists, 

and yet launching itself madly into Dream, 

despite its knowledge that Dream has no existence,

 extolling the Soul and all the divine impressions of that kind

 which have collected within us from the beginning of time

 and proclaiming, in the face of the Void which is truth,

 these glorious lies! *

* Stéphane Mallarmé (18 March 1842 - 9 September 1898)

eighty one

I am not afraid of anything except spiritual death. 

I will not lose my reason but I will weep and weep. 

I will show my faults and my perfection. *

* Vaslav Nijinsky (12 March 1890 to 8 April 1950)

eighty

It is beautiful; it is beautiful after all; I have said nothing; I leave nothing.

I have not said what I wanted to say. I have so much more to say. *

* Maurice Ravel 7 March 1875 - 28 December 1937