…A trifle, a little, the likeness of a dream,
And death comes as the end.
When there’s nowhere left to go, the only way left to go is forward.
Wandering stray thoughts,
Grim battles fought,
Hard time borne,
Scars on the heart wrought.
Ambition is a poor excuse for not having enough sense to be lazy.
I’ve been thinking on my thinking, and I think its improving!
This is the story of the loves and hates of men and women that have long been dust; the story of a day when the red earth was young, and the gods sat steadfast in their places; the story of a time and times; and behold! It has never been told to human ear till now…
Everyone loves god. I have sympathy for the Devil.
If you understand, or if you don’t.
If you believe, or if you don’t.
The universe of justice, and the eyes of truth
Are always watching you.
There is a tide in the affairs of men, which, when taken at the flood, leads on to fortune. Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and misery.
On such a sea are we now afloat, and we must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures.
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