Pellegrina's Notebook

"In art, as in love, instinct is enough."

Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.

Kahlil Gilbran

This perfect song was featured in a wonderful film called ‘The Music Master’ which I watched again recently.

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