Sunday, October 03, 2004
"In death and even its approach there are hidden forces and secret aides,
a "grace" that does not exist in life. Akin to lovers when falling in love,
akin to poets when singing, ill people feel closer to their souls. Life is
a hard thing that presses us too tightly, forever hurting our souls. Upon
feeling those restraints loosen for a moment, one can experience clear-
sighted pleasures."
Marcel Proust-July 1894- To my friend Willy Heath
Died in Paris on October 3,1893
a "grace" that does not exist in life. Akin to lovers when falling in love,
akin to poets when singing, ill people feel closer to their souls. Life is
a hard thing that presses us too tightly, forever hurting our souls. Upon
feeling those restraints loosen for a moment, one can experience clear-
sighted pleasures."
Marcel Proust-July 1894- To my friend Willy Heath
Died in Paris on October 3,1893
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