“Today in my heart a vague trembling of stars and all roses are as white as my pain.”
— Federico García Lorca, from “Autumn Song” (November 1918, Granada), translated by Martin Sorrell (no source given)
car: passes by me
me: u missed
Touch comes before sight, before speech. It is the first language and the last, and it always tells the truth.
(via thelovejournals)
Cavalleria Rusticana: Intermezzo Sinfonico, 1890 (premiere)
composed by Pietro Mascagni (1863-1945)
performed by:
- the Philadelphia Orchestra
- Eugene Ormandy (conductor)
Attention without feeling, I began to learn, is only a report. An openness — an empathy — was necessary if the attention was to matter.