«Je ne veux pas gagner ma vie, je l’ai.» Boris Vian, L'écume des jours

3/20/2010

on beauty

"A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing."
(John Keats, Endymion, 1818)

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