We always love those who admire us but we do not always love those whom we admire.
A work can become modern only if it is first postmodern. Postmodernism thus...
At the end of the day you know love does not happen between two perfect...
It is eerie being all but alone in Westminster Abbey. Without the tourists there are only the dead many of them kings and queens. They speak powerfully and put my thoughts into vivid perspective.