the call
of a loon
across
a
quiet lake.

the call
of a loon
across
a
quiet lake.

Ye Gods! but she is wondrous fair!
For me her constant flame appears;
The garland she hath read more

Ye Gods! but she is wondrous fair!
For me her constant flame appears;
The garland she hath culled, I wear
On brows bald since my thirty years.
Ye veils that deck my loved one rare,
Fall, for the crowning triumph's nigh.
Ye Gods! but she is wondrous fair!
And I, so plain a man am I!

I have a fantastic wife, and not only in terms of external beauty. Her priority and mine is our children. read more

I have a fantastic wife, and not only in terms of external beauty. Her priority and mine is our children. That is our choice.

Beauty is power; a smile is its sword.

Beauty is power; a smile is its sword.

The ability to see beauty is the beginning of our moral sensibility. What we believe is beautiful we will not read more

The ability to see beauty is the beginning of our moral sensibility. What we believe is beautiful we will not want　only destroy.

Beauty is not caused. It is.

Beauty is not caused. It is.

Beauty is the promise of happiness.

Beauty is the promise of happiness.

I pour into the world the eternal streams
Wan prophets tent beside, and dream their dreams.

I pour into the world the eternal streams
Wan prophets tent beside, and dream their dreams.

Love of beauty is Taste. The creation of beauty is Art.

Love of beauty is Taste. The creation of beauty is Art.