We live everything as it comes, without warning, like an actor going on cold. And what can life be worth if the first rehearsal for life is life itself?
— Milan Kundera. (The Unbearable Lightness of Being).
The random, and sometimes "artistic" output of Gorman.
We live everything as it comes, without warning, like an actor going on cold. And what can life be worth if the first rehearsal for life is life itself?
— Milan Kundera. (The Unbearable Lightness of Being).
