Surprise surprise! Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is, with thoughts of what may be. We sing in a church, why can we not dance there? Infatuated, half through conceit, half through love of my art, I achieve the impossible working as no one else ever works.
-- To UNSUBSCRIBE, email to [EMAIL PROTECTED] with a subject of "unsubscribe". Trouble? Contact [EMAIL PROTECTED]
