LEOPOLD et BONAPARTE

The two men of my life, and the poetry, politics, music, and infinite glasses of wine we've shared

Maybe everyone can live beyond what they are capable of.

Markus Zusak

Louis Armstrong

—What a Wonderful World

For James Foley and his family.
For the others like James, for the heroes.

The British have an umbilical cord which has never been cut and through which tea flows constantly. It is curious to watch them in times of sudden horror, tragedy or disaster. The pulse stops apparently and nothing can be done, and no move made, until ‘a nice cup of tea’ is quickly made. There is no question that it brings solace and does steady the mind.What a pity all countries are not so tea-conscious. World-peace conferences would run more smoothly if ‘a nice cup of tea,’ or indeed, a samovar were available at the proper time.
- Marlene Dietrich

The British have an umbilical cord which has never been cut and through which tea flows constantly. It is curious to watch them in times of sudden horror, tragedy or disaster. The pulse stops apparently and nothing can be done, and no move made, until ‘a nice cup of tea’ is quickly made. There is no question that it brings solace and does steady the mind.

What a pity all countries are not so tea-conscious. World-peace conferences would run more smoothly if ‘a nice cup of tea,’ or indeed, a samovar were available at the proper time.

- Marlene Dietrich

If one says that that is a utopian ideal, it should be remembered that no change in human history has occurred without utopian ideals.

Édouard Glissant

Now all I need are my favorite people to have it with. M and R, I miss you.- P.L.

Now all I need are my favorite people to have it with. M and R, I miss you.
P.L.

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Si toute vie va inévitablement vers sa fin, nous devons durant la nôtre, la colorier avec nos couleurs d’amour et d’espoir.

— Marc Chagall
Si toute vie va inévitablement vers sa fin, nous devons durant la nôtre, la colorier avec nos couleurs d’amour et d’espoir.
— Marc Chagall

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I’ll be wearing ribbons down my back this summer,Blue & Green and streaming in the yellow sky.
So if someone special comes my way this summerHe might notice me passing by.
And so I’ll try to make it easier to find meIn the stillness of July,Because a breeze might stir a rainbow up behind meThat might happen to catch the gentleman’s eye,
And he might smile and take me by the handThis summerMaking me recall how lovely love can be.
And so I will proudly wearRibbons down my back,Shining in my hairThat he might notice me.

I’ll be wearing ribbons down my back this summer,
Blue & Green and streaming in the yellow sky.

So if someone special comes my way this summer
He might notice me passing by.

And so I’ll try to make it easier to find me
In the stillness of July,
Because a breeze might stir a rainbow up behind me
That might happen to catch the gentleman’s eye,

And he might smile and take me by the hand
This summer
Making me recall how lovely love can be.

And so I will proudly wear
Ribbons down my back,
Shining in my hair
That he might notice me.

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In 1840 Anne, the seventh Duchess of Bedford, started requesting tea, bread and cake at 4 in the afternoon to stave off hunger until dinner and soon after afternoon tea became a much-loved, quintessentially British tradition.

National Afternoon Tea Week celebrates this great heritage with a week of activities, themed menus and offers in hotels, restaurants and tearooms across the UK in August.

For you, N.M. Of course your birthday must fall in the most beautiful week of the year. I hope you had a wonderful day.
- P.L.

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To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket- safe, dark, motionless, airless—it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.

— C.S. Lewis

We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.

To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?”

Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?