"Hope" is the thing with feathers-
That perches in the soul-
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.
And sweetest-in the Gale is heard-
And sore must be the storm-
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chilliest land-
And on the strangest sea-
Yet- never- in Extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
things that inspire
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Monday, January 3, 2011
kurt vonnegut
I tell you, we are here on Earth to fart around, and don't let anybody tell you different.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
elie wiesel
the opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference.
the opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference.
the opposite of is faith not heresy, it's indifference.
the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference.
the opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference.
the opposite of is faith not heresy, it's indifference.
the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference.
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