Guest guest Posted December 31, 2002 Report Share Posted December 31, 2002 " My father urged friends and startled strangers alike to pay attention to some object close at hand, whether natural or manmade, and to celebrate it as a masterpiece. When I took up the clarinet, he declared the instrument, black studded with silver, to be a masterpiece. Never mind whether it could make music or not. He adored chess sets, although he could not play the game worth a nickle. My friends and I brought him a moth one time, wanting to know what sort of moth it was. He said that he did not know it's name, but that we could all agree whole heartedly on this: that it was a masterpiece. He was the first planetary citizen my new friends had ever seen, and possibly the last one, too. He was no more a respecter of politics and national boundaries than...a unicorn. Beauty could be found or created anywhere on this planet, and that was that. " Kurt Vonnegut, from his book, 'Fates Worse Than Death.' --------------------- Hello Friends, Hope that this finds you in good health. Have a great day and enjoy. A new year waits nearby. Kindest Regards, Harold http://gemsofsoul.tripod.com --- Outgoing mail is certified Virus Free. Checked by AVG anti-virus system (http://www.grisoft.com). Version: 6.0.435 / Virus Database: 244 - Release 30/12/02 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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