silviaON: the first morning 2008
silviaON: winter mood
silviaON: heartbeat
silviaON: misty morning
silviaON: breathless silence
silviaON: the factory
silviaON: it will never be the same again
silviaON: to be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring. George Santayana
silviaON: dreams are renewable. no matter what our age or condition, there are still untapped possibilities within us and new beauty waiting to be born. Dale Turner
silviaON: music fills the infinite between two souls. this has been muffled by the mist of our daily habits. Rabindranath Tagore
silviaON: a feeling of sadness and longing that is not akin to pain, and resembles sorrow only as the mist resembles the rain. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
silviaON: cut off from the past
silviaON: a man travelling in foggy weather
silviaON: there's this thing
silviaON: yourself
silviaON: the heart of another
silviaON: faith is like radar
silviaON: winter air
silviaON: nothing.
silviaON: something left to love
silviaON: grotesque
silviaON: hide
silviaON: from nowhere to nothing
silviaON: the wonder
silviaON: a clear view
silviaON: thoughts
silviaON: the laws of nature
silviaON: thousand words
silviaON: melodious thoughts
silviaON: the house of thy friend