Lady by the Fireplace - Gustav Klimt (1897 - 1898)
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
Starry Night Over the Rhone - Vincent van Gogh (1888)
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~ Pearl Andersen
“Only art and science make us suspect the existence of life to a higher level, and maybe also instill hope thereof.”
~ Ludwig van Beethoven