Perhaps I am doomed to retrace my steps under the illusion that I am exploring, doomed to try and learn read more

Perhaps I am doomed to retrace my steps under the illusion that I am exploring, doomed to try and learn what I should simply recognize, learning a mere fraction of what I have forgotten.

No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted.

No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted.

Of all the tyrants the world affords,
Our own affections are the fiercest lords.

Of all the tyrants the world affords,
Our own affections are the fiercest lords.

True, we love life, not because we are used to living, but because we are used to loving. There is read more

True, we love life, not because we are used to living, but because we are used to loving. There is always some madness in love, but there is also always some reason in madness.

Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the read more

Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come.

There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.

There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.

Between truth and the search for it, I choose the second.

Between truth and the search for it, I choose the second.

Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn down your house, you can read more

Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn down your house, you can never tell.

When an individual fear or apathy passes by the unfortunate, life is of no account.

When an individual fear or apathy passes by the unfortunate, life is of no account.