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Friday, November 27, 2009


To be remembered throughout clinics

Medicine always claims the experience is the test of its operations. Plato therefore was right in saying that to become a true doctor, a man must have experienced all the illnesses he hopes to cure and all the accidents and circumstances he is to diagnose... Such a man I would trust. For the rest guide us like the person who paints seas, rocks and harbours while sitting at his table and sails his model of a ship in perfect safety. Throw him into the real thing, and he does not know where to begin.

- Montaigne, Essays 3.13


Sunday, November 22, 2009




但願每天能如貓媚行
:*)

"Night, when words fade and things come alive." - Antoine De Saint-Exupery




to-read;
the magic mountain, thomas mann
a moveable's feast, ernest hemingway
awakenings, oliver sacks
tender is the night, f. scott fitzgerald
journel of virginia woolf
letters of t.s. eilot



Friday, October 09, 2009

into the depth of the sea we go.




i looked back nostalgically at times. the sunrises and sunsets we've seen together. books and poetry and music and the beautiful and the sublime.

when we whisper through our eyes, lips, fingertips.

x


Monday, September 14, 2009


Sunday, August 23, 2009

for the love of nina simone;





... you've found me just in time.
now you're here, and nowhere i'm going

x



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