my love for you is like a book with stolen pages
beautiful words erased
deleted lines…replaced
everything’s torn from the very bind
words rewritten that were never mine
an unknown author with a tale of a broken heart
spends his lonely days with nowhere to start
his pen runs dry
there’s nothing more to capture
in this tragic love story without its final chapter
It is necessary to write, if the days are not to slip emptily by. How else, indeed, to clap the net over the butterfly of the moment? For the moments passes, it is forgotten; the mood is gone. That is where the writer scores over his fellows: he catches the changes of his mind on the hop.
– Vita Sackville-West
The farther I travel, the closer I am to myself. – Andrew McCarthy
Another glorious day, the air as delicious to the lungs as nectar to the tongue. – John Muir
Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light. – Theodore Roethke
Keep your vitality. A life without health is like a river without water. – Maxime Lagacé
A people without the knowledge of their past history, origin and culture is like a tree without roots. – Marcus Garvey
