To be faire, I think we're all idiots!
Our doubts are traitors,And make us lose the good we oft might win,By fearing to attempt. William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure Sunday Sentence: The sentence(s) that touched me this week, out of context and without commentary. Inspired by David Abrams at The Quivering Pen.
1. Indeed I live in the dark ages! A guileless word is an absurdity. A smooth forehead betokens A hard heart. He who laughs Has not yet heard The terrible tidings. Ah, what an age it is When to speak of trees is almost a crime For it is a kind of silence about injustice!…
I am not wise.I do not have the answers.I, like you, am only exploring the questions. I imagined a girl not so long ago, a composite if you will, of all the girls I’ve known in my life. She was slightly damaged at best, but in her heart her damage was more than the world…