Do you love that her mind wanders to nonsense? Let her have quiet, and encourage her heart to foster that intelligence.
Nonsense
You Can Sing
Enough wasted time on hurt, why cry if you can sing?
Happiness
Happiness is a taste of emotion, of love so perfect.
Full of Life
Her spirit and heart came round out of doors: She would be happy entirely alone, and every breath so full of life.
Everything to Me
He is essential to happiness, he is everything to me.
Art
To observe art as an impersonal thing is common. Between the lines an shapeless blurs is a singular experience outside the trivial.
In Old Age
I say truly as I draw closer to the end my heart is better in old age.
Kind Hearted People
It will do me good to write among kind-hearted people.
My Existence
I pondered for the first time my existence, weighing the moment for a long time. I tried to remember life and it was the pivotal point when something clicked inside me.
Crackling Fire
Silence and crackling fire. I desire nothing more.
