I listened long to your story,
Listened but could not hear.
When you chose to walk that path so overgrown,
I remained alone with my fear.
Cold silence covers the distance,
Stretches from shore to shore.
I follow in my mind your far-off journeying,
But I will walk that path no more.
I pictured myself the Queen of Hearts as sort of embodiment of ungovernable passion – a blind and aimless Fury
The only people you have to look out for in life are the people that don’t care about anything or anyone. These are the people that end up teaching your children.
I hear the birds singing. Listen. I hear them in their cage. The others-all our kind who know of her-they think of her as heartless, but she wasn’t heartless. She was only aware of things which I didn’t learn till so many decades had passed. She knew secrets that only suffering can teach…
Seriousness is too boring to the playful human condition. A heart of stone that has a long face can never express love.
The moment you have to recruit people to put another person down, in order to convince someone of your value is the day you dishonor your children, your parents and your God. If someone doesn’t see your worth the problem is them, not people outside your relationship.
