Love

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love.
It is he only thing that will last.

Good

One hundred and sixty-six photographs from this weekend.
One bouquet of flowers.
One hundred and fifty pages of Dante done.
SUCCESS!

"wonderful are Thy works and my soul knows it well"

Gets Me Right

"And we are vagabonds
We travel without seatbelts on
We live this close to death"

"And the world may be long for you
But'll never belong to you"

"And the road a-winding goes
From golden gate to roaring cliff-side
And the light is softly low as our hearts
Become sweetly untied
Beneath the sun of California one
...We're lining up the light-loafere'd
And the bored bench warmers
Castaways and cutouts, fill it up
Come join the youth and beauty brigade
Nothing will stand in our way"



-The Decemberists

On Saving Things for Rainy Days

I will not write emotionally-forced blogs.
However, my life unraveled today. I am not doing okay.

Bits and Pieces

"Very few people ever state properly the strong arguement in favour of marrying for love of against marrying for money. The argument is not that all lovers are heros or heroines, nor is it that all dukes are profligates or all millionaires cads. The argument is this, that the differences between a man and a woman are at the best so obstinate and exasperating that they practically cannot be got over unless there is an atmosphere of exaggerated tenderness and mutual interest. To put the matter in one metaphor, the sexes are two stubborn pieces of iron, if they are to be welded together, it must be while they are red-hot. Every woman has to find out that her husband is a selfish beast, because every man is a selfish beast by the standard of a woman. But let her find out the beast while they are both still in the story of 'Beauty and the Beast.' Every man has to find out that his wife is cross - that is to say, sensitive to the point of madness: for every woman is mad by the masculine standard. But let him find out that she is mad while her madness is more worth considering than anyone else's sanity." GK Chesterton