This is our last dance. This is ourselves.

Wednesday, 5 October 2011

Monday, 3 October 2011

'Yet however terrestrial and lumpy their appearance just now to the mean unglamoured eye, to themselves the case was different. They followed the road with a sensation that they were soaring along in a supporting medium, possessed of original and profound thoughts, themselves and surrounding nature forming an organism of which all the parts harmoniously and joyously interpenetrated each other.

They were as sublime as the moon and stars above them, and the moon and stars were as ardent as they.'

From Tess of the D'Urbervilles