|MAN ON WIRE|
PHILIPPE PETIT WALKING BETWEEN THE TWIN TOWERS
OF THE WORLD TRADE CENTER , 1974
No love is lost, no love is ever wasted. We yearn to connect and after a long purification we see that we were already connected, we have always been connected, and we remain connected even if we are no longer physically with, say, the person we loved; even if we never see the person, or place, or thing again: even after death.
|"I teach you the overman.|
Man is something that shall be overcome."
NIETZSCHE, being cared for by his sister Elisabeth
during his final 10 years of mental/physical illness
Now I see that the people I admire who believe--in beauty, in truth--have a kind of duende: a combination of grace, soul, wit, and class.
|DAME MARGOT FONTEYN, PRIMA BALLERINA ASSOLUTA|
CONTINUED DANCING INTO HER 50s, PARTLY IN ORDER
TO SUPPORT HER PLAYBOY HUSBAND, WHO SHE ADORED,
AND WHO'D BEEN SHOT (BY THE CUCKOLDED HUSBAND
OF ONE OF HIS LOVERS, THE RUMORS WENT) AND PARALYZED
"Religions do not, in fact, simply supply answers to questions. Or at least they do not confine themselves to this until they become degenerate. Salvation is more than the answer to a question. To emerge alive from a disaster is not just the answer to the question, `Shall I escape?'
Everything hinges on the final issue, in the battle of life and death. Nothing is assured beforehand. Nothing is definitely certain. The issue is left to our own choice. But that is what constitutes the dark terror of the agonia: we cannot be sure of our own choice. Are we strong enough to continue choosing life when to live means to go on and on with this absurd battle of entity and nonentity in our own inmost self?"
|OLIVIER MESSIAEN, 1908-1992|
WHILE INTERNED IN A GERMAN DEATH CAMP
HE COMPOSED what is now the world-renowned QUARTET FOR THE END OF TIME.
ITS FIRST PERFORMANCE , BEFORE 5000 FELLOW PRISONERS,
WAS ON JANUARY 15, 194
"Curiously, the chiming of the hour seemed to have put new heart in him. He was a lonely ghost uttering a truth that nobody would ever hear. But so long as he uttered it, in some obscure way the continuity was not broken. It was not by making yourself heard but by staying sane that you carried on the human heritage."
--George Orwell, Nineteen Eighty-Four
|EMILY DICKINSON, GENIUS.|
OF THE 1800 POEMS SHE WROTE,
LESS THAN A DOZEN WERE PUBLISHED IN HER LIFETIME