Attempts to tame the wayward and domesticate the riotous, to make the unknowable predictable and enchain the free-roaming – all such things sound the death knell to love. Zygmunt Bauman
As far as love is concerned, possession, power, fusion and disenchantment are the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. Zygmunt Bauman
Like the phoenix, socialism is reborn from every pile of ashes left day in, day out, by burnt-out human dreams and charred hopes. Zygmunt Bauman
Open rehearsals reach people who might not otherwise hear the Philharmonic – people on fixed incomes, people who can’t move easily at night, students. Zubin Mehta
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