But in the language of poetry, where every word is weighed, nothing is usual or normal. Not a single stone and not a single cloud above it.
You say you love rain, but you use an umbrella to walk under it. You say you love sun, but you seek shelter when it is shining. You say you love wind, but when it comes you close your windows. So that...
They took one look at me,And hated my black face.They took one look at me,And decided on my fate.They took one look at me,And forced an unknown fear.They took one look at me,And caused the shed of tea...
Mothers are fonder than fathers of their children because they are more certain they are their own.
I want to put a ding in the universe.
I think that fame removes true happiness. Because when you are famous, people know you for who they think you are and when you are happy, it's because people have met you and see you for who you reall...
Of all the varieties of virtues, liberalism is the most beloved.
He who dares not offend cannot be honest.
This is a day of celebration!Today, we are divorcing the pastand marrying the present.Dance,and you will find Godin every room.Today, we are divorcing resentmentand marrying forgiveness.Sing,and God w...
Is that you giggling away to glory?Or is that just the flowers mingling with the bees and telling their story?
You haunt my days and dreams.