To while away the hours in this hellish heat, I read some of Shakespeare's sonnets. Here's Sonnet 18 - Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer's Day? Or you can go to YOUTUBE - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RrByIqa6l2Q
“The words are not good for the secret meaning, everything always becomes a bit different, as soon as it is put into words, gets distorted a bit, a bit silly—yes, and this is also very good, and I like it a lot, I also very much agree with this, that this what is one man’s treasure and wisdom always sounds like foolishness to another person.” ― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha
Postprandial Musings, 2.0 