It is the year 2037. I am visiting the Grand Canyon with my family. I begin to cry and my children ask why. I say “I’ll never see it the same way Lopez de Cardenas did”
My heart is full of so many things to say to you - ah - there are moments when I feel that speech amounts to nothing at all.
Ludwig van Beethoven.
The Immortal Beloved Letters(via themorningdovesings)