Life

That just the way it is. Some things will never change. That's just the way it is. But don't you believe them.

Most kids don't give a hoot in hell for brains; they go a penny a pound, and the kid with the high I.Q. Who can't play baseball or at least come in third in the local circle jerk is everybody's fifth wheel.

The sun was late, stuck in heavy mist. When it finally broke free there was no one to see, no one to applaud its sterling effort, because everyone in Freemantle was heading west. The burnt orange blaze of dawn made it look like they were fleeing a fire, but all knew that the real conflagration lay ahead.

Most persons have died before they expired - died to all earthly longings so that the last breath is only as it were the locking of the door of the already deserted mansion.

For you not to waste or spend your life, you must first understand that time is life and life is time.

A life full of excuses is a life full of regrets.

A strange feeling of lonelinessAdrift near the blue canvasYou may stare long and listen deepYet not know whether sea-shore or sea-snore!

...I wanna a break from this corrupted humanity what more to say??? Going in so down level, that the stupidy is going in the paradox of stupidity. The cleverness is lost in the black hole, for god sake!

Remember sixteen – when all the world was new and a lifetime stretched before you like fresh snow just waiting for your footprints?

It wasn't for children, seventh grade. You could read the stress of even entering the building in the postures of the teachers, the security guards. Nobody could relax in such a racial and hormonal disaster area.

Don't be sad don't be angry if life deceives you! Submit to your grief your time for joy will come believe me.

He closed the pages and stuffed them back into his jacket. Keeping his eyes cast downwards as he sipped his wine, he pulled out and lit a cigarette – almost a post-coital gesture. From The Willow Lake Group by Kelly Proudfoot.

Life humbles the rich by giving them problems that money can’t resolve, or, dissolve. Life enslaves the poor by giving them problems that money can resolve, or, dissolve.

Here every bird and fish knew its course. Every tree had its own place upon this earth. Only man had lost his way.

Just give me more, better memories to replace the bad ones. I’ll be back to normal before we know it.

Because I'm a monster, like my father before me and his father before him, and so on. There is no help for me.

You cannot live to please everyone else. You have to edify, educate and fulfill your own dreams and destiny, and hope that whatever your art is that you're putting out there, if it's received, great, I respect you for receiving it. If it's not received, great, I respect you for not.

Arin, you’re not listening. You’re not thinking clearly.”“You’re right. I haven’t been thinking clearly, not for a long time. But I understand now.” Arin pushed his tiles away. His winning hand scattered out of line. “You have changed, Kestrel. I don’t know who you are anymore. And I don’t want to.

Why am I trying to be somebody? I am somebody.

Just live well. Just live.