"The difference between truth and fiction: fiction has to make sense"
2004-02-22 : 8:39 p.m.


Read my lips and let me quote it to you:

“Suddenly something has happened to me as I was having my cup of tea. Suddenly I was feeling depressed. I was utterly and totally stressed. Do you know you made me cry? Do you know you made-”

“All my plans [fall] through my hands, they fell through my hands on me. All my dreams it suddenly seems, it suddenly seems... Empty”

“I just wanted to see that as a person you want me…and I’m thinking you're just gonna run away and I can't catch you. I guess I would say that I want you to stay 'cause you have this strange knack adds a glow to my black as you chase it all away-”

“Didn't you see me, didn't you hear me? Didn't you see me standing there?”

“Night breaks my heart could not ache anymore, am I that easy to ignore? You let your song blow right through me; your mighty intellect makes you mighty hard to see. Will there come a time for me to be more to you? more to me?”

“Affection is like bread, unnoticed till we starve, and then we dream of it, and sing of it, and paint it, when every urchin in the street has more than he can eat.”

“So take my hands and come with me, we will change reality, so take my hands and we will pray”

“The dry seasons in life do not last. The spring rains will come again.”

“Men at some time are masters of their fates.”

“Every man dies. Not every man really lives.”

“Beginnings are scary. Endings are usually sad, but it's the middle that counts the most.”

“Give sorrow words. The grief that does not speak Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break”

“For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been.'”

The moral of this story?

"Never sign a valentine with your own name."

Subject quote from: Mark Twain
Entry quotes from: The Cranberries; Six Pence None the Richer; Shakespeare; “Hope Floats”; “Braveheart”; Sarah Ban Breathnach; John Greenleaf Whittier; Charles Dickens; Emily Dickinson


Home is behind the world ahead
And there are many paths to tread,
Through shadow to the edge of night
Until the stars are all alight;
Myst and shadow,
Cloud and shame--
All shall fade
All shall...fade
The Steward of Gondor as sung by Billy Boyd

"'Why, you have nearly finished it, Mr. Frodo!' Sam exclaimed. ... 'I have quite finished, Sam,' said Frodo. 'The last pages are for you.'"
ship's wake : on board : the horizon
All material (c) by Julie A. Snyder