agelessbeautyalways

"...and then I found, quite simply, that my dream became my address." Marcel Proust

Henry Clarke

"Time is like a stretched elastic band. You can't let it go or it'll come back and take your eye out." Patsy, Ab Fab

Time can but make her beauty over again:

Because of that great nobleness of hers

The fire that stirs about her, when she stirs,

Burns but more clearly. O she had not these ways

When all the wild summer was in her gaze.

W.B. Yeats

Wednesday, March 11, 2009