In the desert of the heart, tears do not touch the ground. (Dans le désert du coeur, – Les larmes ne touchent la terre.)
Tolerance is NOT acceptance. And that’s the problem with ALL religion. It teaches acceptance only for those who believe exactly as you do, and at best, tolerance for the rest of us “sinners.” Sorry. Not acceptable.
A little stupid is like a little forest fire. If you happen upon some stupid, please stomp it out before it spreads.
We do not counterfeit his own signature, but his nature. (On ne contrefait sa propre – Signature, mais sa nature.)
What’s this business about the ‘little man in the canoe?’ If it’s big enough for a canoe, it’s too big for me.
In ocean of tears, the heart of stone sinks. (Dans l’océan de larmes, – Le coeur de pierre donc coule.)
The water shines only by the sun. And it is you who are my sun. (L’eau ne brille que par le soleil. – Et c’est toi qui es mon soleil.)
The werewolf by the moon. The wererat by money. (Loup garou par la lune. – Rat garou par les thunes.)
We are jealous our close neighbors, but not the sun and its care. (Nous jalousons nos proches voisins, – Mais pas le soleil et ses soins.)
(The Ant / La Fourmi)
In history, the bleeding
from arbitrary beatings, forced
breedings, and choked-heat
breathing could almost be withstood
by soul-feeding songs sung,
or listlessly hummed
just to go on.