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You May Not Have Time

The Trouble Is You Think You Have Time. Tagged: Buddha, quotes, you may not, you think you have time

I am not like everyone else. I don’t pretend to be. I don’t want to be. I am me.

I am not like everyone else. I don’t pretend to be. I don’t want to be. I am me. Tagged: I am me, not like everyone else

My New Mantra

“Life is short, break the rules, forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh uncontrollably, and never regret anything that made you smile. Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the … Continue reading →

Snow By Louis Macneice

The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was Spawning snow and pink roses against it Soundlessly collateral and incompatible: World is suddener than we fancy it. World is crazier and more of it than we think, Incorrigibly plural. … Continue reading →

Resumé By Dorothy Parker

Razors pain you; Rivers are damp; Acids stain you; And drugs cause cramp. Guns aren’t lawful; Nooses give; Gas smells awful; You might as well live. Tagged: Dorothy Parker, poem, poetry, Resumé

The Sunlight On The Garden By Louis Macneice

The sunlight on the garden Hardens and grows cold, We cannot cage the minute Within its nets of gold; When all is told We cannot beg for pardon. Our freedom as free lances Advances towards its end; The earth compels, … Continue reading →

Do You Have A Bucket List?

I think it is important to have dreams and ambitions. My Bucket List: 1. Visit Egypt http://www.egypt.travel/ Egypt has one of the longest histories of any modern country, arising in the tenth millennium BC as one of the world’s first … Continue reading →

The Voices in the Dream By Ryton Firs

Follow my heart, my dancing feet, Dance as blithe as my heart can beat. Only can dancing understand What a heavenly way we pass Treading the green and golden land, Daffodillies and grass. I had a song, too, on my … Continue reading →

O Love! Thou Makest All Things Even By Sarah Flower Adams

O Love! thou makest all things even In earth or heaven; Finding thy way through prison-bars Up to the stars; Or, true to the Almighty plan, That out of dust created man, Thou lookest in a grave,–to see Thine immortality! … Continue reading →

Wolves By Louis Macneice

I do not want to be reflective any more Envying and despising unreflective things Finding pathos in dogs and undeveloped handwriting And young girls doing their hair and all the castles of sand Flushed by the childrenæs bedtime, level with … Continue reading →