It was never that my old ways
Of spontaneous deception weren’t serving me
They could get me whatever I wanted
But sooner or later, the rip tide comes
Thrusts you onto the ground, face full of sand
The sobs seemed unending
The force of it all nearly killed me
These poor souls, and who was I to parade
Around, stepping on hearts, carelessly?
I started to want different things
Things I was so unfamiliar with
I almost gave up, gave in to the madness
Almost handed my soul to the devil
Because I thought he deserved it
And I deserved him
But then, I stood up
Sometimes with such vague conviction
That this time, from here on out
I would never let another difficulty
I would help
Those who need me
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He had many gems for quotes, but these are some good ones. Enjoy!
There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.
I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.
If you can’t explain it to a six year old, you don’t understand it yourself.
Logic will get you from A to Z; imagination will get you everywhere.
I must be willing to give up what I am in order to become what I will be.
Time is an illusion.
Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance you must keep moving.
Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish by it’s ability to climb a tree, it will live it’s whole life believing that it is stupid.
If you want your children to be intelligent, read them fairytales. If you want them to be more intelligent, read them more fairytales.
Once you accept the universe as matter expanding into nothing that is something, wearing stripes with plaid comes easy.
You see the gold seeping through the cracks
A mind of matter in a blender
Stronger than the disrupt
Curve balls a specialty
God like a YoYo almost grazing the floor to pop back up in the knick of time
Cut the string
A bounce is better
Let in the Royal Flush
From the Earth’s potent flavors
Soothes, mends, awakens
The senses appeal
Building blocks to a life
Recaptured time after time
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A chip off the soul
All the old paint follows suit
As I brush you off
And it’s something
I’d rather not forget
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