To see is to forget the name of the thing one sees An Aphorism by Paul Valéry www.goodreads.com Seeing Is Forgetting the Name of the Thing One SeesThe Gifted Listener: Composer Aaron Copland on Honing Your Talent for Listening to Music seeing
And thus the heart will break They mourn, but smile at length; and, smiling, mourn: The tree will wither long before it fall: The hull drives on, though mast and sail be torn; The roof-tree sinks, but moulders on the hall In massy hoariness; the ruined wall Stands when its wind-worn battlements are gone; The bars survive the captive they enthral; The day drags through though storms keep out the sun; And thus the heart will break, yet brokenly live on. Lord Byron, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage SceneryA little act of hope timelovemelancholyi