After awhile you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t mean security, and you learn that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises and you begin to acceptyour defeats with your head up and your eyes open, with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child, and you learn to build all your roads ontoday because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans. So plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure, that you really are strong, and you really do have worth.
Thrown with Great Force
Welcome to the dumping ground for all my random thoughts and strokes of genius. Tread carefully.
P.S. The title comes from a Dorothy Parker quote. "This is not a novel to be tossed lightly aside. It should be thrown with great force."
Replace "novel" with just about anything else and you've got yourself some damn good words to live by.
P.S. The title comes from a Dorothy Parker quote. "This is not a novel to be tossed lightly aside. It should be thrown with great force."
Replace "novel" with just about anything else and you've got yourself some damn good words to live by.
June 3, 2008