friendship is precious, not only in the shade, but in the sunshine of life. and thanks to a benevolent arrangement of things, the greater part of life is sunshine-thomas jefferson
i must exist in shadows, while you live under exquisitely blue skies, and yet i dont hate you. i dont resent you for the freedom that you take for granted-although i do envy you.-seize the night
i am my own worst enemy. this, more than any other trait, proves my fundamental humanity.
we need hope as surely as we need food and water, love and friendship, the trick, however, is to remember that hope is a perilous thing, that its not a steel and concrete bridge across the void between this moment and a brighter future. hope is no stronger than tremulous beads of dew strung on filament of spiderwebs. it alone cant long support the terrible weight of an anguished mind and a tortured heart.
long before adolescence, i knew that each of us is sand in the hourglass, steadily running out of the upper globe into the stillness of the globe below, and that in my particular hourglass, the neck between these spheres is wider than in most.
between a man and woman in love, no lie is small or harmless.
this is the problem with life. nothing is easy. its just one damn thing after another. the line between where you are and where you want to be is never straight and simple to follow. there are always walls you have to get around, fences you have to climb over and when you go around and over all of them, then there's suddenly a damn ravine of you, a canyon an abyss.- what the night knows
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