‘But the mingled, mingling threads of life are woven by warp and woof: calms crossed by storms, a storm for every calm. There is no steady, unretracing progress in this life; we do not advance through fixed graduations, and at the last one pause…’
Saturday, July 12, 2014
Pascal Garnier, Moon in a Dead Eye
'There was one point on which they were agreed: there was no way you could play classical music on a white piano.'
