One clear moment, one of trance One missed step, one perfect dance One missed shot, one and only chance Life is all...but one fleeting glance.
In order to share one's true brilliance one initially has to risk looking like a fool: genius is like a wheel that spins so fast, it at first glance appears to be sitting still.
An emotion is suggested and demolished in one glance by certain words.
The retrospective glance is a relatively easy gesture for us to make.
