Claeba, Un poco de lo que percibo, admiro y describo.
Maybe I don’t want to be defined by what I do. Maybe I’d like to be defined by what I am.
It is hardly possible to overrate the value… of placing human beings in contact with persons dissimilar to themselves, and with modes of thought and action unlike those with which they are familiar… . Such communication has always been, and is peculiarly in the present age, one of the primary sources of progress.
I think everything in life is art. What you do. How you dress. The way you love someone, and how you talk. Your smile and your personality. What you believe in, and all your dreams. The way you drink your tea. How you decorate your home. Or party. Your grocery list. The food you make. How your writing looks. And the way you feel.
Life is art.