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I wonder how many tears the ocean has swallowed, how much of the ocean is actually made of tears.

Sure, I’m gray-shading the line that separates stable and crazy, but the point is, there is a line. And I haven’t completely crossed over to lunatic.

My dad always told me that holding a grudge is like swallowing poison and expecting the other person to die.

I assume these structures are made for siting?

Nice shack

I like the idea of feeling small. Sometimes life can seem bigger than you, you know? But knowing you're less than a speck in the whole scheme of things takes the pressure off, sort of.

Funny how a little sleep, a little makeup, and a lot of contemplating can make you feel like a different person - a stronger version of yourself.

Morning tide makes a great companion when you don't want to be around people. It soothes and comforts and doesn't ask for anything.

We both know dad was my parental trash can, the fatherly receptacle on whom I dumped my emotions.

But pessimism and reality are usually mistaken for each other

Maybe the moral of the legend is that we are all carved, created, and formed by a master hand. Maybe we are all works of art.

Sudden acquaintance brings repentance.

Books are the most mannerly of companions accessible at all times in all moods frankly declaring the author's mind without offense.

No, Mary had no illusions about romance. Falling in love was a pretty name for it, that was all.

Woman, last at the cross, and earliest at the grave.

What makes one heroic? - Going out to meet at the same time one's highest suffering and one's highest hope.

Blood Leads to Humanity, Spirit Leads to Night, and Earth Completes.

Who will protect the public when the police violate the law?

The key to life is to be happy with or without money. Money only magnifies who you really are.

You have to release your emotion in order to keep your sanity.