The moving finger writes, and having written moves on. Nor all thy piety nor all thy wit, can cancel half a line of it.
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Type: Poet Born: May 18, 1048 Death: December 4, 1131 |
Painting is not for me either decorative amusement, or the plastic invention of felt reality; it must be every time: invention, discovery, revelation.
I started in 1946 in radio. I was ten years old. I was discovered singing in a school play. Someone was in the audience and it's six degrees of separation.

