No one but Night, with tears on her dark face watches beside me in this windy place.
Thursday, September 18, 2014
Sunday, September 14, 2014
Thursday, September 11, 2014
Thursday, September 4, 2014
Monday, September 1, 2014
Friday, August 22, 2014
Tuesday, August 12, 2014
Sunday, August 10, 2014
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
Monday, July 28, 2014
Sunday, July 27, 2014
Saturday, July 12, 2014
Tuesday, July 8, 2014
Thursday, July 3, 2014
Friday, June 20, 2014
Saturday, June 14, 2014
Friday, May 16, 2014
Friday, May 2, 2014
Tuesday, April 8, 2014
Thursday, April 3, 2014
Friday, March 21, 2014
Saturday, March 15, 2014
Friday, February 28, 2014
Monday, January 27, 2014
Sunday, January 19, 2014
Thursday, January 16, 2014
Thursday, December 26, 2013
Thursday, December 12, 2013
“I never told you that taking four hours to reply to a text message is
inconsiderate. I never told you that your best friend said I was too
good for you, and that I should find someone else because you’re really
not a good person. I never told you that I’ve started to realize your
best friend is right.
I never told you that I’m not jealous or worried of the new girl in your life, because once she gets to know you, she will also either leave or be pushed away. If she has her life together, she will not want to be a part of yours. I never laid it out loud and clear that you are broken and unfixable, and I was only there to help you hold the pieces of yourself together. I cannot be the glue.”
I never told you that I’m not jealous or worried of the new girl in your life, because once she gets to know you, she will also either leave or be pushed away. If she has her life together, she will not want to be a part of yours. I never laid it out loud and clear that you are broken and unfixable, and I was only there to help you hold the pieces of yourself together. I cannot be the glue.”
Friday, December 6, 2013
Thursday, November 21, 2013
Thursday, October 24, 2013
Monday, October 21, 2013
Wednesday, October 2, 2013
Monday, September 23, 2013
“I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some
poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning,
middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the
moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to
happen next. Delicious Ambiguity.” ― Gilda Radner
Sunday, April 7, 2013
Thursday, April 4, 2013
Monday, March 11, 2013
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Friday, January 11, 2013
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Saturday, December 8, 2012
Monday, December 3, 2012
Sorry means you feel the pulse of other people's pain as well as your own, and saying it means you take a share of it. And so it binds us together, makes us trodden and sodden as one another. Sorry is a lot of things. It's a hole refilled. A debt repaid. Sorry is the wake of misdeed. It's the crippling ripple of consequence. Sorry is sadness, just as knowing is sadness. Sorry is sometimes self-pity. But Sorry, really, is not about you. It's theirs to take or leave.
Sorry means you leave yourself open, to embrace or to ridicule or to revenge.Sorry is a question that begs forgiveness, because the metronome of a good heart won't settle until things are set right and true. Sorry doesn't take things back, but it pushes things forward. It bridges the gap. Sorry is a sacrament. It's an offering. A gift.”
I wish there was a word stronger then I am sorry. Some way, something to make you understand how sorry I am and the saddest thing is knowing there is nothing.
Sorry means you leave yourself open, to embrace or to ridicule or to revenge.Sorry is a question that begs forgiveness, because the metronome of a good heart won't settle until things are set right and true. Sorry doesn't take things back, but it pushes things forward. It bridges the gap. Sorry is a sacrament. It's an offering. A gift.”
I wish there was a word stronger then I am sorry. Some way, something to make you understand how sorry I am and the saddest thing is knowing there is nothing.
Friday, November 9, 2012
Monday, October 29, 2012
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
“Just when you think it can't get any worse, it can.
And just when you think it can't get any better, it can.”
Pic from: http://18milesperhour.tumblr.com/
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
Monday, October 8, 2012
Nothing worth doing is completed in our lifetime,
Therefore, we are saved by hope.
Nothing true or beautiful or good makes complete sense in any immediate context of history;
Therefore, we are saved by faith.
Nothing we do, however virtuous, can be accomplished alone.
Therefore, we are saved by love.
No virtuous act is quite a virtuous from the standpoint of our friend or foe as from our own;
Therefore, we are saved by the final form of love which is forgiveness.
Reinhold Niebuhr
Saturday, October 6, 2012
Friday, October 5, 2012
“Perhaps all our loves are merely hints and symbols; vagabond-language scrawled on gate-posts and paving-stones along the weary road that others have tramped before us; perhaps you and I are types and this sadness which sometimes falls between us springs from disappointment in our search, each straining through and beyond the other, snatching a glimpse now and then of the shadow which turns the corner always a pace or two ahead of us.” --Evelyn Waugh
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