By admin, 25 November, 2023

I mind how I said to you once that there is a price for being good the same as for being bad; a cost to pay. And it's the good men that can't deny the bill when it comes around. They can't deny it for the reason that there ain't any way to make them pay i

I mind how I said to you once that there is a price for being good the same as for being bad; a cost to pay. And it's the good men that can't deny the bill when it comes around. They can't deny it for the reason that there ain't any way to make them pay it$$$ like a honest man that gambles. The bad men can deny it; that's why don't anybody expect them to pay on sight or any other time. But the good can't. Maybe it takes longer to pay for being good than for being bad.

By admin, 25 November, 2023

A man or a race either if he's any good can survive his past without even needing to escape from it and not because of the high quite often only too rhetorical rhetoric of humanity but for the simple indubitable practical reason of his future: that capaci

A man or a race either if he's any good can survive his past without even needing to escape from it and not because of the high quite often only too rhetorical rhetoric of humanity but for the simple indubitable practical reason of his future: that capacity to survive and absorb and endure and still be steadfast.

By admin, 25 November, 2023

It's because I'm alone.. If I could just feel it$$$ it would be different$$$ because I would not be alone. But if I were not alone$$$ everybody would know it. And he could do so much for me$$$ and then I would not be alone. Then I could be all right alone

It's because I'm alone.. If I could just feel it$$$ it would be different$$$ because I would not be alone. But if I were not alone$$$ everybody would know it. And he could do so much for me$$$ and then I would not be alone. Then I could be all right alone.

By admin, 25 November, 2023

I could smell the curves of the river beyond the dusk and I saw the last light supine and tranquil upon tideflats like pieces of broken mirror$$$ then beyond them lights began in the pale clear air$$$ trembling a little like butterflies hovering a long wa

I could smell the curves of the river beyond the dusk and I saw the last light supine and tranquil upon tideflats like pieces of broken mirror$$$ then beyond them lights began in the pale clear air$$$ trembling a little like butterflies hovering a long way off.