He gave the slow, tender themes of the first movement, including the quotation of Beethoven's "An die ferne Geliebte," a forlorn quality, drenched with nostalgia that then vanished mid-thought.
There was poetry, I thought, and there was an intense woman behind it, but the thought vanished amidst the cacophony and veils of other people's poems and gesticulations, among costumes and diluted drinks.
When Lester opened the ninth, those thoughts vanished.
Faith is a myth, and beliefs shift like mists on the shore; thoughts vanish; words, once pronounced, die; and the memory of yesterday is as shadowy as the hope of tomorrow.
From a distance, you dimly make out his eyes, but approach the canvas and all you see is a void, as if St Francis had vanished into his thoughts.
Any such thoughts vanished the moment a mixed leaf salad of feta with slow roasted tomatoes, roasted squash and pesto was placed before me, followed by a colorful plate of red mullet in a white bean, chorizo and mussel cassoulet.
But as I stepped off a downtown bus at 8 50 A.M., all those pleasant thoughts vanished.
She usually woke up between 2 am and 4 am, and as soon as she left her bed, the negative thoughts vanished and were replaced by her household duties.
And the thought of someone I love vanishing, or dying, and then never finding out what happened to them, frightens me a great deal.
But that thought has vanished, disappearing from disuse somewhere around the third New Year's Eve toast.
