Hello dear friends! I woke up this morning to this little notification. How did that happen?! I’ve only made this blog 17 days ago and already I have so many of you following, liking and commenting on my posts!
Once you learn to read,
you will be forever free.
Books. Cats. Life is good.
That’s the secret to performance: conviction. The right note played tentatively still misses its mark, but play boldly and no one will question you. If one believes there is truth in art – and I do – then it’s troubling how similar the skill of performing is to lying. Maybe lying is itself a kind of art.
Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.
-Neil Gaiman, Coraline
May your blessings outnumber the shamrocks that grow, and may trouble avoid you wherever you go. Happy St. Patrick’s Day everyone!
Notions of day and night no longer have any sense here. Only our brief moments of slumber allow us to mark our progress. As if everything in this world seemed continuous, permanent. For while there’s no cycle to form a rhythm in this subterranean universe, nothing here remains identical very long