Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Dance Me to the End of Love

Dance Me to the End of Love
Evening Mood painting
female nude reclining
flaming june painting
'But think, Humphrey. If we cannot sail away on the Ghost we may remain for years on the island- for life, even. If it has never been discovered all these years, it may never be discovered.' ¡¡¡¡'You forget the boat we found on the beach,' I reminded her. ¡¡¡¡'It was a seal-hunting boat,' she replied. 'And you know perfectly well that if the men had escaped they would have been back to make their fortunes from the rookery. You know they never escaped.' ¡¡¡¡I remained silent, undecided. ¡¡¡¡'Besides,' she added haltingly, 'it's your idea, and I want to you succeed.'
oil painting¡¡¡Now I could harden my heart. As soon as she put it on a flattering personal basis, generosity compelled me to deny her. ¡¡¡¡'Better years on the island than to die tonight or tomorrow or the next day in the open boat. We are not prepared to brave the sea. We have no food, no water, no blankets, nothing. Why, you'd not survive the night without blankets. I know how strong you are. You are shivering now.'

No comments: