Sunday, July 17, 2011
Saturday, July 16, 2011
When you love a man, he becomes more than a body. His physical limbs expand,
and his outline recedes, vanishes. He is rich and sweet and right. He is part of the world,
the atmosphere, the blue sky and the blue water.
-- Gwendolyn Brooks
Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot;
others transform a yellow spot into the sun.
-- Pablo Picasso