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...love, having no geography, knows no boundaries.
As for me, I could leave the world with today in my eyes.
"Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself."
Writing has laws of perspective, of light and shade just as painting does, or music. If you are born knowing them, fine. If not, learn them. Then rearrange the rules to suit yourself.
The true beloveds of this world are in their lover's eyes lilacs opening, ship lights, school bells, a landscape, remembered conversations, friends, a child's Sunday, lost voices, one's favorite suit, autumn and all seasons, memory, yes, it being the earth and water of existence, memory.
I didn't want to harm the man. I thought he was a very nice gentleman. Soft-spoken. I thought so right up to the moment I cut his throat.
To me, the greatest pleasure of writing is not what it's about, but the music the words make.
Life is a moderately good play with a badly written third act.
I don't care what anybody says about me as long as it isn't true.
Failure is the condiment that gives success its flavor.
