Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It's not.

--Dr. Seuss

Two households, both alike in dignity ( Read more... )

The Kiss ( Read more... )

Why standest thou so far off, O Lord : and hidest thy face in the needful time of trouble?

Batter My Heart ( Read more... )

To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time ( Read more... )

dance in the streets you pretty young things

I am the Lord thy God, who brought thee out of the land of Egypt; open thy mouth wide, and I shall fill it.

First he took my peaches from off my tree;
Now he's only handing back the seeds to me.
I'm a mistreated mama, mama
With the mistreated blues.

I am moved by fancies that are curled
Around these images, and cling:
The notion of some infinitely gentle
Infinitely suffering thing.

--T.S. Eliot