Factober

At first I wasn't sure that I had the talent, but I did know I had a fear of failure, and that fear compelled me to fight off anything that might abet it.

Posted 3 months, 1 week ago

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There is truly no other place bearing so much love as airports.

There is truly no other place bearing so much love as airports.
Posted 3 months, 2 weeks ago

The bravest thing that men do is love women.

The bravest thing that men do is love women.
Posted 3 months, 1 week ago

Seemingly suicidal, it's not. I never wanted to live. I wanted to be happy.

Seemingly suicidal, it's not. I never wanted to live. I wanted to be happy. Living was always accidental.
Posted 3 months, 1 week ago

There is no poetry without want. Desperate want.

There is no poetry without want. Desperate want.
Posted 3 months, 1 week ago

If you learn how to value time, you will have enough. If you don’t value ti

If you learn how to value time, you will have enough. If you don’t value time, then you will suffer from the lack of time.
Posted 3 months, 1 week ago

Happy Hauntings; and, pleasant dreams!

Happy Hauntings; and, pleasant dreams!
Posted 3 months, 1 week ago

It's a wonderful time when you sit down around the table for dinner and dis

It's a wonderful time when you sit down around the table for dinner and discuss life. No matter where you are, it gives the semblance of normalcy to my crazy world.
Posted 3 months, 1 week ago

Why should any man have power over any other man's faith, seeing Christ Him

Why should any man have power over any other man's faith, seeing Christ Himself is the author of it?
Posted 3 months, 1 week ago

I feel a thrill of excitement at this first tiny glimpse of self-revelation

I feel a thrill of excitement at this first tiny glimpse of self-revelation, of intimacy.
Posted 3 months, 1 week ago

Outside, the sun shines. Inside, there’s only darkness. The blackness is ha

Outside, the sun shines. Inside, there’s only darkness. The blackness is hard to describe, as it’s more than symptoms. It’s a nothing that becomes everything there is. And what one sees is only a fraction of the trauma inflicted.
Posted 3 months, 1 week ago

That’s part of what I like about the book in some ways. It portrays death t

That’s part of what I like about the book in some ways. It portrays death truthfully. You die in the middle of your life, in the middle of a sentence
Posted 3 months, 1 week ago

[In my dream] they slide their lips over my skin, whispering whispering whi

[In my dream] they slide their lips over my skin, whispering whispering whispering. They tell me their names, they tell me their lives, they tell me their pain...I can't struggle, I can't stop laughing, I can't resist these people who once were.
Posted 3 months, 1 week ago