Thursday, December 29, 2005

 

"At first

there's nothing but a sour bunch of beads hanging down. Time passes, the sun ripens them, they become as sweet as honey, and then they're called grapes. We trample on them;we extract the juice and put it into casks; it ferments on its own, it's become wine! It's a miracle!"

Nikos Kazantzakis (1885-1957), Greek poet and writer

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Listening to:

Rod Stewart: Unplugged and Seated
Boy George: High Hat
Chicago: The Very Best of: Only the Beginning, disc #2
Abba: The Definitive Collection, disc #2
Cirque d Solei l: O
Moby: 18

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