Tuesday, December 28, 2010


Marc Loret

A dear friend of mine sent and dedicated me this, I loved it and want to share it:

         "Every day we slaughter our finest impulses. That is why we get a heart-ache when we read those lines written by the hand of a master and recognize them as our own, as the tender shoots which we stifled, because we lacked the faith to believe in our own powers, our own criterion of truth and beauty. 
          Every man, when he gets quiet, when he becomes desperately honest with himself, is capable of uttering profound truths. We all derive from the same source. There is no mystery about the origin of things. 
          We are all part of creation, all kings, all poets, all musicians; we have only to open up, to discover what is already there."
                                    Henry Miller, from the book 'Sexus' 

Marc Loret



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