Женьчик! Поздравляю тебя с днём рождения! Желаю тебе всего самого замечательного, интересного и хорошего! Любви взаимной и чистой, интересной работы, новых увлекательных путешествий, творческого вдохновения, воплощения художественных замыслов! А главное хорошего и оптимистического настроя! Ты - потрясающий человек и очень хороший друг! = )
Будь самым счастливым человеком! = )
П.С никак не могу до тебя дозвониться уже второй день, дай о себе знать, хорошо? )
WHEN you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true, But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars, Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled And paced upon the mountains overhead And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
The beautiful is hidden from the eyes of those who are not searching for the truth, for whom it is contra-indicated. But the profound lack of spirituality of those people who see art and condemn it, the fact that they are neither willing or ready to consider the meaning and aim of their existence in any higher sense, is often masked by the vulgarly simplistic cry, ‘I don’t like it!’ ‘It’s boring!’ It is not a point that one can argue; but it is like the utterance of a man born blind who is being told about a rainbow. He simply remains deaf to the pain undergone by the artist in order to share with others the truth he has reached.
--Andrei Tarkovsky--
In the film the Stalker, a poem is recited written by Tarkovsky’s father, Arseny Tarkovsky:
Now summer is gone. And might never have been. In the sunshine it’s warm. But there has to be more. It all came to pass, All fell into my hands Like a five-petalled leaf, But there has to be more. Nothing evil was lost, Nothing good was in vain, All ablaze with clear light But there has to be more. Life gathered me up Safe under its wing, My luck always held, But there has to be more. Not a leaf was burnt up Not a twig ever snapped … Clean as glass is the day, But there has to be more.
Hey Zhenya! How have you been? I see you have posted some fotos of your brother's party? Or... cousin? All so nice. Well, I just wanted to come by and say hello. I'm going to Prague on the 22nd of May and will most likely stay there; hopefully some job offer would come up. I will tell you more about it later if you like. And as I told Alla, come on, don't get lost and keep in touch! :)
Eugenia Chaykina's Comments
Oct 18 2009 6:47 PM
"All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by frost."
— J.R.R. Tolkien
love
n.
Oct 18 2009 6:46 PM
Oct 6 2009 8:49 AM
Oct 1 2009 5:29 PM
"Kill all my demons, and my angels might die too."
—Tennessee Williams
Cheers ♥
Nacho
Sep 28 2009 5:47 AM
WHEN you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
— William Butler Yeats
Have a great week ahead
Nacho
Sep 24 2009 4:05 AM
Sep 21 2009 4:21 PM
Sep 21 2009 4:21 PM
--Andrei Tarkovsky--
In the film the Stalker, a poem is recited written by Tarkovsky’s father, Arseny Tarkovsky:
Now summer is gone.
And might never have been.
In the sunshine it’s warm.
But there has to be more.
It all came to pass,
All fell into my hands
Like a five-petalled leaf,
But there has to be more.
Nothing evil was lost,
Nothing good was in vain,
All ablaze with clear light
But there has to be more.
Life gathered me up
Safe under its wing,
My luck always held,
But there has to be more.
Not a leaf was burnt up
Not a twig ever snapped …
Clean as glass is the day,
But there has to be more.
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Sep 16 2009 10:42 AM
greeetings from germany
and have a lovely day...tª
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A friend,
Anton
Mar 21 2008 3:48 AM
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