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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great quote Tess, I find myself doing a LOT of leaping.
Yes, Christine, you came to mind when I first read this.
This really applies to my life right now thanks for sharing it.
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.
Thanks Yolanda and Sunrise Sister. Yes, the internet is a wonderful way to hear all sorts of whispers.