High above us, on the dusty surface of the moon, a microscopic illuminated text
blesses the heavens.
NASA summarized
[https://history.nasa.gov/ap11-35ann/goodwill/Apollo_11_material.pdf] the
strange afterthought like
Growing up in East Los Angeles, my family’s idea of art was the portrait of a
snowy-haired man praying over his loaf of bread. “Give Us Our Daily Bread” was
the implication
“My father died nine days ago,” I told my supervisor at work when the two of us
were out for a connecting walk, a weekly ten minute meeting in the great
outdoors away
In 1901, at the age of nineteen, Virginia Woolf takes her bookbinding
instructions from Miss Power and stands at her desk in the old nursery of her
father’s house, blue curtains flapping
“I know that suicide is one of the deadly sins. But being unhappy is a great
sin, too… ”
In Iranian director Abbas Kiarostami’s Taste of Cherry, unhappiness is a
constant companion. Mr.
