Wednesday, 16 January 2013

Glight


"There are two kinds of light -- the glow that illuminates, and the glare that obscures."

James Thurber, writer and cartoonist (1894-1961)

Tuesday, 15 January 2013

Justesse


"There may be times when we are powerless to prevent injustice, but there must never be a time when we fail to protest."

Elie Wiesel, writer, Nobel laureate (b. 1928)

Friday, 11 January 2013

Shadows all around


"Most people think that shadows follow, precede, or surround beings or objects. The truth is that they also surround words, ideas, desires, deeds, impulses and memories."

Elie Wiesel, writer, Nobel laureate (b. 1928)

Thursday, 10 January 2013

Eric Satie & Gunnar Ekelöf

Scars


"There is something beautiful about all scars of whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed, done with."

Harry Crews, novelist and playwright (b. 1935)

Wednesday, 9 January 2013

My heart is cold



My heart is cold, and it is weary.
It used to be warm and merry
Now it has grown old, and it is broken.
The shards still lay where it stood.
Long it desired to do good.
Yet it seems dead and cannot awaken.

My heart still rejoices, oft,
When I see nature unimpeded
When I see love kindled and granted
When I hear sweet music, and soft.
Yet my heart is frozen.
Yet my heart feels broken.

Yet not all is ash and dust in my chest.
Embers remain. Dwell in dream-like sleep.
Sadness dampens it. Feeds its unrest.
Loneliness like ivy coiling creeps.
My heart needs the fire of love to wake.
A fiery hand that might the shards take.

Yet I fear my heart is now too cold
To feel life in its veins again
It that was ever before so bold.
It that shunned from no pain.
It that now seems to be too old
For either love or hate to contain.
Although it may laugh and entertain
It feels like a handful of ice in the cold.

Monday, 7 January 2013

Timelessly


"Words are timeless. You should utter them or write them with a knowledge of their timelessness."

Kahlil Gibran, mystic, poet, and artist (1883-1931)

Forever


"And the fox said to the little prince: men have forgotten this truth, but you must not forget it. You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed."

Antoine de Saint-Exupery, author and aviator (1900-1945)

Silly little details

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