It began as the GODFATHER OF MATH, evolved into the GOODFATHER OF MATH. Now this. Go figure...


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The kind of humor I like is the thing that makes me laugh for five seconds and think for ten minutes = G. CARLIN...Stain glass, engraved glass, frosted glass
–give me plain glass = JOHN FOWLES...Music is the mathematics of the gods = PYTHAGORAS... Nothing is more fluid than language = R. L. SWIHART
I cannot live without the oxygen of laughter = DAWN POWELL + + + But please be sure to season that with the hydrogen of gravitas = PAUL OLIVERIO
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Saturday, September 3, 2016

The Beautiful And Damned And Boticelli

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They...would gather round her like courtiers, 
bearing wispy frailties of Georgette crepe,
delicate chiffon to echo her cheeks in faint pastel,
milky lace to rest against her cheek in faint pastel...

She would go elsewhere after a while,
tilting her head a hundred ways 
under a hundred bonnets seeking in vain
for mock cherries to match her lips
or plumes that were graceful
as her own supple body.

F. Scott Fitzgerald


Boticelli 
Primevera
(≈1482)

The next Fitzgerald page is  here.

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