A few of my favorite things IV

Source: Classic Banned Books

Brideshead Revisited by Evelyn Waugh

"If you asked me now who I am, the only answer I could give with any certainty would be my name. For the rest: my loves, my hates, down even to my deepest desires, I can no longer say whether these emotions are my own, or stolen from those I once so desperately wished to be."

"If it could only be like this always - always summer, always alone, the fruit always ripe and Aloysius in a good temper..."

"Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there's no room for the present at all."

"I should like to bury something precious in every place where I've been happy and then, when I'm old and ugly and miserable, I could come back and dig it up and remember."

"Perhaps all our loves are merely hints and symbols; a hill of many invisible crests; doors that open as in a dream to reveal only a further stretch of carpet and another door; perhaps you and I are types and this sadness which sometimes falls between us springs from disappointment in our search, each straining through and beyond the other, snatching a glimpse now and then of the shadow which turns the corner always a pace or two ahead of us."

"My theme is memory, that winger host that soared about me one grey morning of war-time. These memories, which are my life--for we possess nothing certainly except the past--were always with me. Like the pigeons of St. Mark's, they were everywhere, under my feet, singly, in pairs, in little honey-voiced congregations, nodding, strutting, winking, rolling the tender feathers of their necks, perching sometimes, if I stood still, on my shoulders or pecking a broken biscuit from between my lips; until suddenly, the noon gun boomed and in a moment, with a flutter and sweep of wings, the pavement was bare and the whole sky above dark with a tumult of fowl. Thus it was that morning." 

Photo source: Charley

 Christmas time in Seattle

"Everyone's Waiting" by Missy Higgins

I know all the lines to say
The part I’m expected to play
But in the reflection I am worlds away
As I put my costume on
Eyelashes one by one
Been doing this so long I can tie the knot
Behind my back And everyone’s waiting
But it’s getting harder to hear what my heart is saying

"Just swallow and breathe," she says,
"Remember this ain’t for you it’s for them
And all of those painful lessons you’ve had to learn
You gotta use them now or never"
'Cause everyone’s waiting
But it’s getting harder to hear
What my heart keeps saying
Turn it off, I wanna turn it all off

Source: Seattle Art Museum

Women Take Over at the Seattle Art Museum

"Elles: Pompidou is a landmark exhibition of more than 130 works of art made by 75 women artists from 1907 to 2007. Organized by the Centre Pompidou in Paris, home to the Musée National d’Art Moderne—one of the largest collections of modern and contemporary art in Europe—this exhibition is an unforgettable visual experience that will challenge visitors’ assumptions about art of the past century. This ambitious survey of daring painting, sculpture, drawing, photography, video, and installation by innovative women artists offers a fresh perspective on a history of modern and contemporary art. With vision, humor, sensuality and ambiguity, these women represent the major movements in modern art—from abstraction to contemporary concerns, including identity politics."

 - Marisa C. Sánchez, Associate Curator, Modern & Contemporary Art

Photo source: Charley

 Fifty-sevenish cups of tea...

for no other reason than "Why not?"