It’s A Rare Man Who Is Taken

Song Of Elli (old Age) "what Is Plucked Will Grow Again, What Is Slain Lives On, What Is Stolen Will Remain What Is Gone Is Gone... What Is Sea-born Dies On Land, Soft Is Trod Upon. What Is Given Burns The Hand - What Is Gone Is Gone... Here Is There, And High Is Low; All May Be Undone. What Is True, No Two Men Know - What Is Gone Is Gone... Who Has Choices Need Not Choose. We Must, Who Have None. We Can Love But What We Lose - What Is Gone Is Gone.

The Unicorn Sonata... Tells Us That Our True Home Is Often Right Around The Corner, If We'd Only Open Our Eyes - And Our Ears - To Find It.

I Love Whom I Love," Prince Lir Repeated Firmly. "you Have No Power Over Anything That Matters.

...because In A Way It Happened To Someone Else. I Don't Really Speak That Person's Language Anymore, And When I Think About Her, She Embarrasses Me Sometimes, But I Don't Want To Forget Her, I Don't Want To Pretend She Never Existed. So Before I Start Forgetting, I Have To Get Down Exactly Who She Was, And Exactly How She Felt About Everything. She Was Me A Lot Longer Than I've Been Me So Far.

There's A Phrase, "sitzfleisch", Which Means Just Plain Sitting On Your Ass And Getting It Done. Just Showing Up For Work. My Uncle Raphael Was A Painter, And He Used To Say, "if The Muse Is Late For Work, Start Without Her". You Have To Be There. You Have To Be There, And Do It, And Grind It Out, Even When It Is Grinding And You Know You're Probably Going To Rewrite All This Tomorrow.