Music begins where words are powerless | Claude Debussy


Music begins where words are powerless to express. Music is made for the inexpressible. 
I want music to seem to rise from the shadows and indeed, sometimes to return to them.

  Claude Debussy

Στη σάλα / Λυρικά | Μιχάλης Κατσαρός, 1975



Την πόρτα χτύπησε.
Αν σου ανοίξουν μπες.
Αλλιώς κοιμήσου στο σκαλοπάτι
όπου καλύτερα θα ονειρευτείς
για το τι γίνεται στη σάλα.


14, Λυρικά, συλ. Σύγγραμμα 
Μιχάλης Κατσαρός, 1975

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Anais Nin

Films and Feelings | Raymond Durgnat (1967)

Alphabetarion # Ghosts | Ralph Waldo Emerson

Raoul Ubac, La chambre (L'atelier), 1938

“Every one makes his own house and state. The ghosts are tormented with the fear of death 
and cannot remember that they have died.”

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Man Ray, Terrain vague, 1929

Travel the world | Saint Augustine of Hippo

Travel the world, Saint Augustine of Hippo


Alphabetarion # The snow | Lewis Carroll

The snow 


“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, 
you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.”


Lewis Carroll
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