24 November 2009
Beautiful teacups my aunt got me from Japan, and in the background, 'Two Girls Fishing' by John Singer Sargent, recently back from the framemakers.
Yes, the world may aspire to vacuousness, lost souls mourn beauty, insignificance surrounds us. Then let us drink a cup of tea. Silence descends, one hears the wind outside, the autumn leaves rustle and take flight, the cat sleeps in a warm pool of light. And with each swallow, time is sublimed.
- The Elegance of the Hedgehog
Muriel Barbery
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