Life at my age is not easy, but spring is beautiful and so is love. Sigmund Freud, on the occasion of his 80th birthday, in a letter to H.D.
A week behind the mountains in Portugal. With our hearts, birdsong and the moon rose bright and full. Sky vast by night and day, a cool breeze and a rustle in the trees. Sun and shade, sitting and walking, inside and out: the golden river Douro offers its caress to both of its banks. A [...]
L'ÉCLAIR ME DURE... Comment dire ma liberté, ma surprise, au terme de mille détours: il n'y a pas de fond, il n'y pas de plafond. René Char (THE LIGHTENING REMAINS WITH ME How to express my freedom, my surprise, after a thousand detours: there is no bottom, there is no top.)