„Friede sei mit dir!“ sprach er. „Ruhe selig mein Vater, zur Nacht! Siehe, ich wache und sorge für deine Glieder, während du sorglos den Pfad des Trostes dahinziehen magst …“ (Thomas Mann) Looking at a looking glass running out of time / On a face you used to know / Traces of a future lost […]

In the world’s mighty gallery of pictures / There’re scenes that are painted from life / Scenes of youth and of beauty / Scenes of hardship and strife / Scenes of wealth and of plenty / Old age and the blushing young bride / Hang on the wall – but the saddest of all / […]

The moon is yellow silver / Oh the things that summer brings / It’s a love you’d kill for / And all the world is green / He is balancing a diamond / On a blade of grass / The dew will settle on our graves / When all the world is green (Tom Waits)