Author: Julia (---.zone129.zaural.ru)
Date: 01-02-06 14:06
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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an
from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotions know what it means to want to escape from
T. S. Eliot
Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind;
And that which governs me to go about
Doth part his function and is partly blind,
Seems seeing, but effectually is out;
For it no form delivers to the heart
Of bird, of flower, or shape which it doth latch:
Of his quick objects hath the mind no part,
Nor his own vision holds what it doth catch;
For if it see the rud\'st or gentlest sight,
The most sweet favour or deformed\'st creature,
The mountain or the sea, the day or night:
The crow, or dove, it shapes them to your feature.
Incapable of more, replete with you,
My most true mind thus maketh mine untrue.
It is not sufficient to see and to know the beauty of a work. We must feel and be affected by it.
-Voltaire, Taste, 1764
Science is a wonderful thing if one does not have to earn one\'s living at
it. --Albert Einstein