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Love one another, but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Give one another of your bread, but eat not from the same loaf. Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each of you be alone, Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.

For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together yet not too near together: There's nothing you can do that can't be done Nothing you can sing that can't be sung Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game It's easy. We all been playing those mind games forever Some kinda druid dudes lifting the veil. Doing the mind guerrilla, Some call it magic — the search for the grail. Love is the answer and you know that for sure.

Love is a flower, you got to let it — you got to let it grow. We have come by curious ways To the Light that holds the days; We have sought in haunts of fear For that all-enfolding sphere: Deep in every heart it lies With its untranscended skies; For what heaven should bend above Hearts that own the heaven of love? If you believe in peace , act peacefully; if you believe in love, acting lovingly; if you believe every which way, then act every which way, that's perfectly valid — but don't go out trying to sell your beliefs to the system.

You end up contradicting what you profess to believe in, and you set a bum example. If you want to change the world , change yourself. There are three lessons I would write, — Three words — as with a burning pen, In tracings of eternal light Upon the hearts of men. Though clouds environ now, And gladness hides her face in scorn, Put thou the shadow from thy brow, — No night but hath its morn. Where'er thy bark is driven, — The calm's disport, the tempest's mirth, — Know this: God rules the hosts of heaven, The habitants of earth.

Not love alone for one, But men, as man, thy brothers call; And scatter, like the circling sun, Thy charities on all. Thus grave these lessons on thy soul, — Hope, Faith, and Love, — and thou shalt find Strength when life's surges rudest roll, Light when thou else wert blind.

Far above the golden clouds, the darkness vibrates. The earth is blue. And everything about it is a love song. Before our lives divide for ever, While time is with us and hands are free , Time, swift to fasten and swift to sever Hand from hand, as we stand by the sea I will say no word that a man might say Whose whole life's love goes down in a day; For this could never have been; and never, Though the gods and the years relent, shall be.

Is it worth a tear, is it worth an hour, To think of things that are well outworn? Of fruitless husk and fugitive flower, The dream foregone and the deed forborne? Though joy be done with and grief be vain, Time shall not sever us wholly in twain; Earth is not spoilt for a single shower; But the rain has ruined the ungrown corn.

I had grown pure as the dawn and the dew, You had grown strong as the sun or the sea. But none shall triumph a whole life through: For death is one, and the fates are three.

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Fairer than earth is the sea, and sleep Than overwatching of eyes that weep, Now time has done with his one sweet word, The wine and leaven of lovely life. Then, in a surprisingly short time, the buildings were gone and cows were grazing. Start reading Chasing Matisse: Films directed by Norman Taurog. Index des partitions gratuites. Errol Garner - Misty.

At the door of life, by the gate of breath, There are worse things waiting for men than death; Death could not sever my soul and you, As these have severed your soul from me. You have chosen and clung to the chance they sent you, Life sweet as perfume and pure as prayer. But will it not one day in heaven repent you?

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I had already driven around Le Cateau searching out the site of Matisse's birthplace, a two-room house no longer standing with a packed dirt floor in the curve of a narrow street hardly more than an alley. I had drawn the steeple of the church where he'd been baptized. Cows in a pasture, stripes of black hedgerows, a dingy trestle outside Bohain -- these were the subjects I entered in my sketchbook. A pleasant-looking woman came out of an office. There I waited while she consulted with a man in a cubicle. A framed painting of the tree in question hung on the office wall.

The man soon appeared with a spring in his step. I must've looked blank, because he then made a kind of pirouette so that he was facing the street in front. Another pirouette, this one ninety degrees clockwise. I followed his hands to the end of their arc. He seemed very pleased with himself. I backed out the car and drove slowly along rue Fagard, taking a right at the first street, rue Petreaux. Just at the corner, second building in at 24, rue Fagard, was where Matisse painted Studio Under the Eaves.

As I drove by, I craned my neck to try to catch a glimpse of that hopeful rear window from the painting, but the brick wall was too high. At the next street I made a right, then a left at the first turn. But instead of leading me to the tree, that road petered out at the top of a hill near a stadium with pasture land beyond.

I drove right along rue du Pont du Roi, then made another circle, ending up in the same place. On my next lap, I saw a man walking his dog. I stopped and rolled down my window. A couple of boys on motorcycles passed me on a curve. When I got to the bottom of the hill, on a narrow one-way street, they were parked in front of a garage.

I called one of them over. He was probably fifteen, with pink cheeks and a touch of an attitude.

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He pointed down the hill, then two lefts, and a right. That took me back by Matisse's studio under the eaves. My next time around, I spotted a young woman studying something in the trunk of her car. When I asked the question, she became immediately friendly, coming over and propping her arm on my roof.

As I descended into the one-way street, the kids were still lounging around their motorbikes. Now a couple of girls were with them. I stopped, and they all came over. The attitude was back. The girls' eyes were dancing. I opened it and pointed to the massive tree. The others shook their heads. I heard them laughing as I drove away. It was my first try at a French joke. Three bon old boys were throwing darts at some kind of electronic board.

Whenever one hit the bull's-eye, the machine would burst into James Brown's "I Feel Good" da-da-da-da-da-da-daaaa. It being after normal serving hours, one of the men -- the proprietor, presumably -- grudgingly broke from his game long enough to go into the back and fetch his wife, who graciously slathered butter on a full baguette and loaded it with ham, and brought me a beer to go with it.

As I sat writing my notes about the afternoon, I marveled at the power of a symbol that still lived in the hearts of these people long after it had ceased to live in the world. The massive, wounded oak tree, its core charred black, had roots still resolutely holding tight to Picardie: Henri Matisse was much the same.

To the end of his life, he felt wounded by the lack of respect he'd been accorded as a struggling young artist by his more practical countrymen -- especially his father. That was combined with personal guilt over his own willful disregard of his bewildered father's wishes.

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As if in both defiance and reparation, he dug deeply into himself and stood firm, forever managing the business of creating beauty and light with a single-mindedness that recalled the way practical Bohain weavers had turned out their fabulous fabrics, or the way a Picardy grain merchant had driven himself to make a success of selling seeds. On Tuesday night, before we checked out the next morning, we gave Marie-Paule and Victor the names and phone numbers of our good friends Jerry and Stephanie Atchley in Laguna Beach.

We shook Victor's hand and wished him well. Marie-Paule hugged us good-bye. They were leaving for the airport the next morning at 5 A. In the predawn darkness I awoke to hear them scurrying around downstairs, and then the sound of the ancient door settling shut. As they cranked up the car and drove off, I said a prayer for Victor. Then I drifted back to sleep thinking of the grand adventure he had before him in the Southern California light.

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Critically acclaimed writer and aspiring painter James Morgan does just that. Risking everything, he and his wife shed their old, settled life in a lovingly restored house in Little Rock, Arkansas, to travel in the footsteps of Morgan's hero, the painter Henri Matisse, and to find inspiration in Matisse's fierce struggle to live the life he knew he had to live.

Part memoir, part travelogue, and part biography of Matisse, Chasing Matisse proves that you don't have to be wealthy to live the life you want; you just have to want it enough. Morgan's riveting journey of self-discovery takes him, and us, from the earthy, brooding Picardy of Matisse's youth all the way to the luminous Nice of the painter's final years.

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In between, Morgan confronts, with the notebook of a journalist and the sketchpad of an artist, the places that Matisse himself saw and painted: A journey from darkness to light, Chasing Matisse shows us how we can learn to see ourselves, others, and the world with fresh eyes. We look with Morgan out of some of the same windows through which Matisse himself found his subjects and take great heart from Matisse's indomitable, life-affirming spirit.

For Matisse, living was an art, and he never stopped striving, never stopped creating, never stopped growing, never stopped reinventing himself. Funny, sad, and defiantly hopeful, this is a book that restores our faith in the possibility of dreams. Read more Read less. Customers who bought this item also bought. Page 1 of 1 Start over Page 1 of 1. A Life of Henri Matisse: The Conquest of Colour, Here's how restrictions apply. Free Press March 25, Language: Start reading Chasing Matisse: Don't have a Kindle?

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Showing of 27 reviews. Top Reviews Most recent Top Reviews. There was a problem filtering reviews right now. Please try again later. I thoroughly enjoyed this book. I love France, and travel, and Matisse, and I enjoy painting. If any or all of those appeal to you, this book is a delight, a fun distraction. It falls into the travel and self-growth genre, but with a specific purpose -- to enhance an understanding of Matisse and painting. The author's many musings about art whether his own, or quotes from Matisse or others are interesting and thought provoking, and often insightful. He's a good writer, and though there isn't a strong "arc" to the story, there is enough of a story to this to feel that you're on a path.

All that said, the author is annoying ditzy-brained at times -- he's so confused about email that he seems to think he needs a new account when he goes abroad, and he constantly refers to some accountant sending money as if the accountant is in charge of the budget when obviously he is not. This book lacks the wonderful characters of Mayle books, and doesn't quite conjure up French culture and cuisine the way some books do, but I was happy to do without those staples of the travel genre, to have a big dose of musings about art, and interesting anecdotes about Matisse.

Kindle Edition Verified Purchase. This book was a personal memoir that got published. Mildly interesting, decently written, but not of broad general interest. This is the story of a couple's journey from a safe, secure home in Little Rock, Arkansas, to the nomadic life of gypsies in France. Jim and Beth decide that "the unexamined life is not worth living" my quote from Socrates.

They sell their home eventually, after months in France, with money getting short , and follow in the footsteps of Henri Matisse- Jim's new role model, who urges us to see as if we were children--to really see things as they are. For me, it's a story of Jim's moving from the male infatuation with bravado a la Ernest Hemmingway literary icon and Jim's former role model to the "gentler, kinder" exploration of the true artistic genius of Matisse-- from killing wild game in Africa to prove your masculinity to contemplating, and then seeking to re-create beauty--the kind often associated with women or, the softer side of men.

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Matisse sought serenity through luxe, calme, et volupte'. Pushing 60 when we meet him in the book, Jim was a former editor of Playboy magazine, and of Southern magazine. He had dabbled in drawing as a teen, and was pretty good at it. Through some more schooling, and a lot of practice, Jim rekindles his interest in art, and sets out to follow in the footsteps of Matisse's life journey.

Beth's travelogues online offer further warmth, humor and insight into their journey. The resulting drawings and paintings of Jim [ Jim refers to himself as an amateur painter. This is too humble an assessment. Jim's drawings are superb. They echo so perfectly his words in the book--and in fact, truly exemplify luxe, calme, et volupte'.

I hope his next project will be a coffee table volume of his drawings and paintings. The colors are magnificent, and his lines flow like the curves of delicate wrought ironwork. Bravo for a job well done. This book seems stuck in first gear. The pace trots but never canters. I have been forcing myself to read a few pages every day to become engaged, but it's not happening. I bought it on Kindle because of the strength of the recommendations and would hate for anyone else to make this mistake without at least one cautionary review.

I am not finding any truly illuminating moments in this pleasant, but not delightful, account of a long trip abroad. I love books about expats living abroad since we plan on doing this ourselves in the near future. I'm not sure what the author intended here, but it was not at all what I expected. It was an effort to finish it. I'm an American living in France for over 5 years now and I am an amateur painter. And I really like Matisse. So I was really excited when I found this book. I really like the author's humor, he turns what could be boring descriptions of their trip into very funny tales.

The book is a mix of a peek into their lives, their adventure in France, the characters they meet, and oh yes, Matisse. I learned a lot in this book. I thoroughly enjoyed the author's sketches and his website. However, all that said, the book left me wanting more.