Saturday, May 30, 2020

Thursday, May 28, 2020

365 5/28

One good thing, however, was there - Hope.
It was the only good thing the casket had held among the many evils,
and it remains to this day mankind's sole comfort in misfortune.

Sunday, May 24, 2020

365 5/24

When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love have always won.
There have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they can seem invincible,
but in the end,
they always fall.
Think of it - always.

Thursday, May 21, 2020

Thursday, May 14, 2020

365 5//14

A year has passed since i wrote my note
I should have known this right from the start
Only hope can keep me together
Love can mend your life but love can break your heart

Sunday, May 10, 2020

365 5/10

Love is like velocity    we feel the speeding up 
  and the slowing down   otherwise not at all
the more steady  the more it feels like going nowhere
my love I want to go nowhere with you

Saturday, May 9, 2020

365 5/9

Some things are hidden from us, not because we don't know what they are,
But because they're inconceivable until they happen, like the future.

Thursday, May 7, 2020

365 5/7

All the stories you were ever told
All the stories you ever told
All the songs you ever heard sung
All the songs you could barely hum
All of these winding around inside you
Like a choir of remembrance

Tuesday, May 5, 2020

365 5/5

I'm not looking for another as I wander in my time
Walk me to the corner, our steps will always rhyme
You know my love goes with you as your love stays with me

Monday, May 4, 2020

To philosopher and historian the madness and imbecile wickedness of mankind ought to appear ordinary events.

Sunday, May 3, 2020

365 5/3

The changes that I've been through
Have left a mark on me
You've been as constant as a Northern Star
The brightest light that shines

Saturday, May 2, 2020

365 5/2

Fate will never punish a man for returning harm first done to him.  
Deceit matches by deceit, the tables turned: treachery pays you back in pain,
not kindness.

Friday, May 1, 2020

365 5/1

A story has no beginning or end:
arbitrarily one chooses that moment of experience from which to look back
or from which to look ahead.