Living is a form of not being sure, not knowing what next or how. The moment you know how, you begin to die a little. The artist never entirely knows. We guess. We may be wrong, but we take leap after leap in the dark.
(Wrote this down earlier this week, thinking I’d remember where I saw it. I don’t, so apologies to whoever I would like to acknowledge…)
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Abbey of the Arts 10.17.07 at 6:07 am
great quote Tess, I find myself doing a LOT of leaping.
Tess 10.17.07 at 9:10 am
Yes, Christine, you came to mind when I first read this.
yolanda 10.18.07 at 8:59 pm
This really applies to my life right now thanks for sharing it.
Sunrise Sister 10.19.07 at 12:14 am
Great quote….. How odd it is that these small exchanged posts and comments come and go quickly, but seem to leave their whisper in my memory.
Tess 10.19.07 at 5:57 am
Thanks Yolanda and Sunrise Sister. Yes, the internet is a wonderful way to hear all sorts of whispers.