The best laid plans.
“If the world were merely seductive, that would be easy. If it were merely challenging, that would be no problem. But I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day.” —E.B. White
“There is usually nothing wrong with compromise in a situation, but compromising yourself in a situation is another story completely.”
Weather the storm.
“Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why? Because this storm isn’t something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of...
To die by your side is such a heavenly way to die.
“Nothing is permanent. Especially people. Strangers become friends. Friends become lovers. Lovers become strangers. Strangers become friends once more, and over and over.”
“The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These people have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.” -E.K.B.
Should I fall for you?
Practice makes nearly perfect.
I won’t resolve to refrain from making any more mistakes. After all, to err is human. But I am determined to make better mistakes.
“We’re going to meet a lot of lonely people in the next week and the next month and the next year. And when they ask us what we’re doing, you can say, We’re remembering. That’s where we’ll win out in the long run. And someday we’ll remember so much that we’ll build the biggest goddamn steam shovel in history and dig the biggest grave of all time and shove war in it and cover it up.” -R.B.
And she disappeared into the waves.
Pour rester aupres de toi, je voudrais être le rêve que tu oublies a ton réveil. Just to be by you, I wish I were the dream you forget upon awakening…
Forget it all.
“Don’t say a word, just come over and lie here with me, cause I’m just about to set fire to everything I see.”
She loves him, she loves him not.
Did she love him? She wanted to but doubted the authenticity of her own feelings. What did she know of love, whose reliable examples were all from stories.
I am prepared to go anywhere, provided it be forward.