“Those who profess to favor freedom, and yet depreciate agitation, are men who want crops without plowing up the ground. They want rain without thunder and lightning. They want the ocean without the powerful roar of its many waters.”

i know you try your hardest to give me what i need;
you show me where your heart is; mine needs time to breathe
it may not broken, but it's far from fine...
the sweetest words you've spoken will help it mend in time...

I wanted a story that couldn’t be told…
only the fishing part of fishing.
I didn’t see the brave girl so near me.
I couldn’t hear you singing softly to me.