l'art, la beauté, c'est la vie

Mittwoch, 18. April 2012

Was bleibt am Ende vom Menschen? Ein paar durchgereichte Gene

Spuren von Erziehungsversuchen

Etwas Selbsterregung in der Luft

Mit etwas Glück vielleicht eine Handvoll Tränen

An Gräbern

an Betten

Von Gustav Eiffel blieb der Turm der seinen Namen trägt

- Mozart

Gustav Klimt

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Bukowski

“If you're going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don't even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery--isolation. Isolation is the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you really want to do it. And, you'll do it, despite rejection and the worst odds. And it will be better than anything else you can imagine. If you're going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. It's the only good fight there is.”