Somewhat the same as PoeticPassions...
What are you feeling nostalgic over?
Somewhat the same as PoeticPassions...
What are you feeling nostalgic over?
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.
that make three of us only that my nostalgic come along with disappointment...
"My reason for preferring the darkness is that in the dark you have to describe yourself.
In the daylight other people describe you."
-Old Woody
Mr. God This is Anna by Fynn"Wear Sunscreen"
Sad; a very close friend of mine lost his Dad.
The source of any bad writing is the desire to be something more than a person of sense--the straining to be thought a genius. If people would say what they have to say in plain terms, how much eloquent they would be.
-S.T COLERIDGE
I feel very very sore.
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
my poems-please comment Forum Rules
Kind of, sort of happy to be getting away.
And a little anxious to do so.
Sick. as per usual.![]()
I'm losing all those stupid games
That I swore I'd never play
Exhausted
I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight,
Waiting for a winter to be done.
Why do I still see you in every mirrored window,
In all that I could never overcome?
I second that! I had a great work-out in the gym, so it feels like a proud, healthy exhaustion, but I feel near ready to jump into bed.Originally Posted by *Classic*Charm*
Sleep-deprived but another assignment's done and dusted so I will not let my zombiesque looks ruin my day!
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
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Well...normal. And tired.
The source of any bad writing is the desire to be something more than a person of sense--the straining to be thought a genius. If people would say what they have to say in plain terms, how much eloquent they would be.
-S.T COLERIDGE
Hmmm, some 4 hours later, I post here again; I felt exhausted then, yet could sleep only until 20 minutes ago.![]()
I'm all ouch.![]()
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
my poems-please comment Forum Rules
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
my poems-please comment Forum Rules
I'm feeling positive about life, but also very reflective about it. Since the issue of the recent Iran protests (no, I'm not gonna touch politics in this thread ;-) ) I have been thinking about "freedom" and what it really means to be free. Two authors I love are Mark Twain and Edith Wharton because they tackle that issue of freedom in their work. Oh, if any of you would like to check out an excerpt from an essay I have written, take a look at my sig. But I guess, overall, today I'm feeling . . . glad to be happy, healthy, and free. :-)
There is no reality; only fantasy.
Available now via search at constant-content.com: "Pride & Pursuit: The Unglamourous Side of Freedom Through the Eyes of Mark Twain and Edith Wharton".