“Wherever they might be they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory has no return, that every spring gone by could never be recovered, and that the wildest and most tenacious love was an ephemeral truth in the end.” ― Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude After taking a course on World …
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The pains of yesterday,The toilous parting from joy,Were only a day long spent,And yet, despite time’s fickleTruth,Yesterday was a year to me,And the year was an age.This wrinkle of age formedAt one cycle of the hand,But speaks of a weak heart,Impatient and poor.Yet yesterday is just that,A memory and a jest;For it has passedInto the …
What might theology have to do with art? I am sure if you have been a Christian and dabbled in some form of art for any length of time, you have given thought to this question already. And rightly so, since after all artistry is a derivative of the mind, and the mind is influenced …