“ Fine minds are seldom fine souls. ”
On the church vaulting above was the clock-face of eternity, void of number and serving as its own hand, only one black finger was pointing and the dead wanted to tell the time by it.
~ Jean Paul Friedrich Richter
Music is the moonlight in the gloomy night of life.
The Fates and Furies, as well as the Graces and Sirens, glide with linked hands over life.
She knew of a woman who had entered such a bargain at a large automobile manufacturer in 1973 and successfully managed to keep her accounting position for over four decades.
