"[w]hat was any art but ... a sheath, a mould in which to imprison for a moment the shining, elusive element which is life itself - life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose." - Willa Cather, Song of the Lark
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
I'm just saying...
Not that the obsession needs justification, but in an interview, Hrithik Roshan quoted one of my favorite Robert Frost poems.
(I barely beat Ms. Tungsten diving through the computer screen to jump him...)