I don't know if I found David.
Two years ago, Tony performed JRB's "Someone to Fall Back on" for all-school meeting. As he delivered the last line, "I'll be someone to fall back on" he looked right into my eyes. I was sitting in the end seat of the last row. I don't know how he found me, but that moment when his every note and beat and glint fell into mine, it was the loveliest, most incredible feeling. And after he hit the last word, he looked down, and smiled and suddenly I wanted to do what he just did for me. To sing into the eyes of someone in the audience with meaning, to imbue that someone with music and myself.
I wanted that someone to be my David last night. But I still don't know if I found him.
The Road / Cormac McCarthy
Just remember that the things you put into your head are there forever, he said. You might want to think about that.
You forget some things, don't you?
Yes. You forget what you want to remember and you remember what you want to forget.
Cormac McCarthy, The Road
"To live a creative life we must lose our fear of being wrong." Joseph Chilton Pearce
"If you press me to tell why I loved him, I feel that this cannot be expressed,
except by answering: Because it was he, because it was I."
Michel de Montaigne, "Of Friendship"
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