Second Aphorisms - For Tiffy
I
A picture is worth a thousand words.
II
A picture contains in it not scenery, but the emotions within the scene and the emotions triggered by the scene.
III
A picture is thus the gathering of all emotions present; a concentration of feelings that stands forth at the moment of perceiving it.
IV
The content of the picture no longer matters: those thousands and thousands of words are not descriptive words; they are expressive words - words of poetry, not jounrnalism.
V
A picture is valuable for its simplicity. Simplicity is often touching enough to cover up the flaws of a work, like Schubert's Sonata #14.
VI
The moment of the picture is the only time in which memories are allowed to be taken out of context; but ironically pictures are taken so that the context can be vividly remembered.
VII
What happened at the moment of when the picture is taken? This is a mystery solved by the picture, for only the picture can grasp the totality of the happening - I was simply busy smiling.
VIII
The picture that hangs over the abyss of time possesses my heart.
A picture is worth a thousand words.
II
A picture contains in it not scenery, but the emotions within the scene and the emotions triggered by the scene.
III
A picture is thus the gathering of all emotions present; a concentration of feelings that stands forth at the moment of perceiving it.
IV
The content of the picture no longer matters: those thousands and thousands of words are not descriptive words; they are expressive words - words of poetry, not jounrnalism.
V
A picture is valuable for its simplicity. Simplicity is often touching enough to cover up the flaws of a work, like Schubert's Sonata #14.
VI
The moment of the picture is the only time in which memories are allowed to be taken out of context; but ironically pictures are taken so that the context can be vividly remembered.
VII
What happened at the moment of when the picture is taken? This is a mystery solved by the picture, for only the picture can grasp the totality of the happening - I was simply busy smiling.
VIII
The picture that hangs over the abyss of time possesses my heart.
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