Art is a journey into the most unknown thing of all - oneself. Nobody knows his own frontiers… I don’t think I’d ever want to take a road if I knew where it led.
Louis Kahan
Louis Kahan
l’amour a son triomphe la mort a le sien
le temps ; et puis encore le temps.
Mais nous aucun.
Déclin des astres autour de nous, rien de plus. Reflet, silence. Après pourtant le chant s’élèvera par-dessus la poussière
tellement plus haut que nous.
Tu fui, ego eris.
I was you—you will be me.
Czechowicz paraphrased it brilliantly:
‘I was what you are
I am what you will be.’
I was you—you will be me.
Czechowicz paraphrased it brilliantly:
‘I was what you are
I am what you will be.’
I received the grace of shadows. The grace of remaining in the dark.
