I am expressing my love for you in my paintings and my writings which are the two important things in my life.
It took a secret of my heart to remind me that there is always time enough to remember but there is never time enough to commemorate what we cherish, unlesss we pause to observe....
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Church Sunday
Silent Death
Can a dead man remember the singing of a nightingale and the fragrance of a rose and the sigh of a brook? Can a prisoner who is heavily loaded with shackles follow the breeze of the dawn? Is not silence more painful than death?
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