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There is too much hardness in this life too many knife-straight utilitarian edges offering too little pleasure for the eye and no comfort for the soul Here and there a bit of curviness helps with balance --slope of chair back pleat of drapery a table that won't bruise your hip as you stumble around in the dark. Not much but better than nothing. The poet, the painter and makers of music have a better handle on soft creations that wrap themselves around you like wooly comforters or crack your heart wide open with beauty like being impaled by shards of broken glass. Eileen Auger 12/30/06
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Apr 25, 2014
Apr 25, 2014 at 8:26 PM UTC
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There is too much hardness in this life too many knife-straight utilitarian edges offering too little pleasure for the eye and no comfort for the soul Here and there a bit of curviness helps with balance --slope of chair back pleat of drapery a table that won't bruise your hip as you stumble around in the dark. Not much but better than nothing. The poet, the painter and makers of music have a better handle on soft creations that wrap themselves around you like wooly comforters or crack your heart wide open with beauty like being impaled by shards of broken glass. Eileen Auger 12/30/06
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Apr 25, 2014
Apr 25, 2014 at 8:26 PM UTC
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