Friday, 27 September 2013
Tonight I finished reading Gauguin's 'Intimate Journals'. What an interesting read that book has been over the past weeks. Extraordinary life and intelligence. I rather loved him when he said 'Let me get my breath and cry once more: "Spend yourself, spend yourself again! Run till you are out of breath and die madly! Prudence ... how you bore me with your endless yawning!' A sentiment with something in common to that of Dylan Thomas: '...Rage, rage against the dying of the light....'