There is not much rain, and drought is a constant anxiety.

četvrtak, 25.11.2010.

Love is, above all else, the gift of oneself.
They say such nice things about people at their funerals that it makes me sad to realize that I'm going to miss mine by just a few days.
Maybe the most any of us can expect of ourselves isn't perfection but progress.
Don't ever take a fence down until you know the reason it was put up.
I like coincidences. They make me wonder about destiny, and whether free will is an illusion or just a matter of perspective. They let me speculate on the idea of some master plan that, from time to time, we're allowed to see out of the corner of our eye.
One of the best rules in conversation is, never to say a thing which any of the company can reasonably wish had been left unsaid.
Sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.

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