A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies, the man who never reads lives only one.
– George R.R. Martin
Tag: never
I never was …
I never was someone who was at ease with happiness.
– Hugh Laurie
Finally
All this walking around.
Forward, backward.
Circles, yes, most times in circles.
Mile after mile.
After some time i found the way.
A straight line.
A long one.
I started running.
My shoes start to wear out.
I wonder how long they will last.
It’s been some time I’ve been running around.
Following the path in front of me.
Occasionally tried to break through the walls beside me.
Just to look down and continue on the path in front of me.
Left with some scratches on me.
Every now and then i find some water.
Even some food i managed to catch.
Just enough to stay alive.
Just enough to keep me on the track.
Only some miles more.
I try to tell myself.
Looking down this path.
Starring into an endless horizon.
Never asked how far i have to go.
Never dared to ask why i have to take this path.
I just know it is worth it.
What could be worth all of this?
Sweated my shirt long ago.
My trousers are worn out.
My hair and beard start to hinder me whilst walking.
Make me stumble and slow me down.
This long path in front of me.
And i am getting slower and slower.
Then i tripped and came to a halt.
Here I am now.
Kneeling and asking.
Is it really worth.
Then she took me in her arms and said:
“Finally you waited for me.”
– sanados
All the things …
All the things i have never done …
I start to understand why.
– sanados
All the things …
All the things i have never done…
I start to understand why.
– sanados
Never take life …
Never take life seriously. Nobody gets out alive anyway.
– unknown
Hear me out
I give you peace.
Pain.
Everlasting and pure.
What do you wish for?
I have seen it.
Falling to pieces.
You have your name.
Carved into stone.
Washed away by time.
Never forgotten.
I am memory.
Loosing to endless space.
– sanados
I NEVER saw a …
I NEVER saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself.
– D. H. Lawrence
… and I think …
… and I think in this empty world there was room for me and a mountain lion.
And I think in the world beyond, how easily we might spare a million or two of humans.
And never miss them.
– D. H. Lawrence
Why is it, the …
Why is it,
the long slow stroke of the midnight bell,
(Will it never finish the twelve?)
falls again and again on my heart with a heavy reproach?
– D. H. Lawrence
The feelings …
The feelings people ought to have, they never have.
If people say they’ve got feelings,
you may be pretty sure they haven
‘t got them.
– D. H. Lawrence
They talk of …
They talk of the triumph of the machine,
but the machine will never triumph.
– D. H. Lawrence