Sunday, January 27, 2008

mona lisa painting

mona lisa painting
mona lisa smile
thomas kinkade gallery
thomas kinkade painting
, I cannot get you to understand, cannot drive it into your head, what a thing this life is. Of course life is valueless, except to itself. And I can tell you that my life is pretty valuable just now- to myself. It is beyond price, which you will acknowledge is a terrific overrating, but which I cannot help, for it is the life that is in me that makes the rating.' ¡¡¡¡He appeared waiting for the words with which to express the thought that was in him, and finally went on: ¡¡¡¡'Do you know, I am filled with a strange uplift; I feel as if all time were echoing through me, as though all powers were mine.
oil painting
I know truth, divine good from evil, right from wrong. My vision is clear and far. I could almost believe in God. But'- and his voice changed, and the light went out of his face- 'what is this condition in which I find myself- this joy of living, this exultation of life, this inspiration, I may well call it? It is what comes when there is nothing wrong with one's digestion, when his stomach is in trim, and his appetite has an edge, and all goes well. It is the bribe for living, the champagne of the blood, the effervescence of the ferment, that makes some men think holy thoughts, and other men to see God or to create him when they cannot see him. That is all- the drunkenness of life, the stirring and crawling of the yeast, the babbling of the life that is insane with

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