"And (remember) when thy Lord said unto the angels: Lo! I am creating a mortal out of potter's clay of black mud altered." (the Qur'an)
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Give me a look, give me a face, That makes simplicity a grace; Robes loosely flowing, hair as free,— Such sweet neglect more taketh me Than all the adulteries of art: They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.