It was terrible when a single conversation with someone determined your whole future relationship.

Sometimes there’s no one to listen to what you really might like to say at a certain moment. The paper always listens.

It was terrible when a single conversation with someone determined your whole future relationship.

maybe we try too hard to be remembered, waking to the glowing yellow disc in ignorance, swearing that today will be the day, today we will make something of our lives. what if we are so busy searching for worth that we miss the sapphire sky and cackling blackbird. what else is missing? maybe our steps are too straight and our paths too narrow and not overlapping. maybe when they overlap someone in another country lights a candle, a couple resolves their argument, a young man puts down his silver gun and walks away.

Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside, you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.

When allowed to return to the class, your feelings of humility and lonesomeness will render you a much finer student and person.

Before you know what kindness really is you must lose things, feel the future dissolve in a moment like salt in a weakened broth.