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CXIII



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.

 	--William Shakespeare

Twentieth-century art may start with nothing, but it flourishes by virtue of its belief in itself, in the possibility of
control over what seems essentially uncontrollable, in the coherence of the inchoate, and in its ability to create its own
values.
T. S. Eliot

I don\'t believe in pessimism. If something doesn\'t come up the way you
want, forge ahead. If you think it\'s going to rain, it will.
Clint Eastwood