The Tardy Cherub

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Cupid snoozed—his alarm betrayed, Wings askew, his bow mislaid. Love showed up a moment late, Blushing, breathless, tempting fate. Turns out hearts still fell just fine— Even tardy arrows hit on time.

The Value of Art

"Art, if it is to be reckoned as one the great values of life, must teach men humility, tolerance, wisdom and magnanimity. The value of art is not beauty, but right action." (W. Somerset Maugham, 1874 - 1965).

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