“there’s nothin’ in the world so sad as talking to a man who never knew his life was his for making. ain’t it about time you realize it’s not worth keepin’ score? you win some, you lose some & you let it go. what’s the use of stacking on every failure another stone ‘til you find you’ve spent your whole damn life building walls, lonely & old before your time.”—ray lamontagne
“But having more freedom she only became more profoundly aware of the big want. She wanted so many things. She wanted to read great, beautiful books, and be rich with them; she wanted to see beautiful things, and have the joy of them for ever; she wanted to know big, free people; and there remained always the want she could put no name to?
It was so difficult. There were so many things, so much to meet and surpass. And one never knew where one was going.”—D. H. Lawrence
I wanna tear these curtains down I want you to meet me somewhere Tonight in this old tourist town And we´ll go low rising ´Cause we´ve gotta come up We´ve gotta come up Low rising ´Cause I fear we´ve had enough Low rising ´Cause there´s no further for us to fall Low rising Oh for the love of you