“My life has been like all the lives, long and hard and full of sadness and confusion and horror, a frightening, difficult dream punctuated by brief moments of joy. And as is the case with all people's lives, the moments of joy are never often enough and never long enough.”
“Our dreams have been doctored.We belong no where. We sail unanchored on troubled seas.We may never be allowed ashore. Our sorrows will never be sad enough. Our joys never happy enough. Our dreams never big enough. Our lives never important enough. To matter..”
“Had they known at these moments to be quietly joyful? Most likely not. People mostly did not know enough when they were living life that they were living it.”
“Had they known at these moments to be queitly joyful? Most likely not. People mostly did not know enough when they were living life that they were living it.”
“May a man live well-enough and long-enough, to leave many joyful widows behind him.”
“The joys of love...last only a moment. The sorrows of love last all the life long.”