Love Letters to an Octopus

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

The same thing goes for artists...

A poet is an unhappy being whose heart it torn by secret sufferings, but whose lips are so strangely formed that when the sighs and the cries escape them, they sound like beautiful music... and then people crowd about the poet and say to him: "Sing for us soon again;" that is as much as to say. "May new sufferings torment your soul.
Soren Kierkegaard (1813 - 1855)
Posted by The Muse at 2:46:00 PM
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