As she stared at them, Waringa noted that their skins were indeed red, like that of pigs or like the skin of a black person who has been scalded with boiling water or who has burned himself with acid creams. Even the hair in their arms and necks stood out stiff and straight like the bristle of an aging hog.
— Ng?g? wa Thiong’o, Devil on the Cross
Be mindful. Be grateful. Be positive. Be true. Be kind.
— Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart
You cannot change anyone, but you can be the reason someone changes.
— Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart
In the end we’re all on a journey of sorts.
We wait for a sign or something that attracts our attention. Look for a deeper meaning to it all. That’s what poetry is for.
Searching.
— R.M. Engelhardt, The Last Cigarette: The Collected Poems Of R.M. Engelhardt 1989-2006
She was pure chaos with a touch of disaster
and god damn did I love drama.
— ventum
In the end we’re all on a journey of sorts.
We wait for a sign or something that attracts our attention. Look for a deeper meaning to it all. That’s what poetry is for.
Searching.
— R.M. Engelhardt, The Last Cigarette: The Collected Poems Of R.M. Engelhardt 1989-2006
She was pure chaos with a touch of disaster
and god damn did I love drama.
— ventum
Be mindful. Be grateful. Be positive. Be true. Be kind.
— Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart
You cannot change anyone, but you can be the reason someone changes.
— Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart
You cannot change anyone, but you can be the reason someone changes.
— Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart
In the end we’re all on a journey of sorts.
We wait for a sign or something that attracts our attention. Look for a deeper meaning to it all. That’s what poetry is for.
Searching.
— R.M. Engelhardt, The Last Cigarette: The Collected Poems Of R.M. Engelhardt 1989-2006
She was pure chaos with a touch of disaster
and god damn did I love drama.
— ventum
Be mindful. Be grateful. Be positive. Be true. Be kind.
— Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart