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Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage read more
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Shall you cry because roses have thorns, or rejoice because thorns have roses?
Shall you cry because roses have thorns, or rejoice because thorns have roses?
There is no more mistaken path to happiness than worldliness, revelry, high life.
There is no more mistaken path to happiness than worldliness, revelry, high life.
When we suffer anguish we return to early childhood because that is the period in which we first learnt to read more
When we suffer anguish we return to early childhood because that is the period in which we first learnt to suffer the experience of total loss. It was more than that. It was the period in which we suffered more total losses than in all the rest of our life put together.
Sometimes it is a great joy just to listen to someone we love talking.
Sometimes it is a great joy just to listen to someone we love talking.
Melancholy is the pleasure of being sad
Melancholy is the pleasure of being sad
I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
Round read more
I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
Round as the moon, to stare up.
I want to be looking at them when they come
Picking among the dumb minerals, the roots.
I see them already-the pale, star-distance faces.
Now they are nothing, they are not even babies.
I imagine them without fathers or mothers, like the first gods.
They will wonder if I was important.
When you were born, you cried and everybody else was happy. The only question that matters is this: When you read more
When you were born, you cried and everybody else was happy. The only question that matters is this: When you die, will YOU be happy when everybody else is crying?
to be nobody-but-myself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make me everybody else means, read more
to be nobody-but-myself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make me everybody else means, to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight, and never stop fighting.