03 August, 2017

where the weeping flowers hide

things fall apart, the centre cannot hold...



a shape with lion body and the head of a man...

Da mihi de te solliciti. Obsecro, ubi es?

(The two lines are of course from The Second Coming by William Yeats, written in 1919.)

2 comments:

A Blue Neko said...

The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity

Emilly Shatner-Orr said...

There's nothing wrong with passion, nor intensity, but it must be matched with will and clarity of purpose.

Nice to see you again.

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