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Enduring philosophies and favorite quotes

“Little minds are tamed and subdued by misfortune; but great minds rise above them.”

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Friends and foes and princes are all just human in the end


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"Everything counts a little more than we think..."

01 May 2021 Saturday

slated in prose/poetry at 10:26 pm

My dear snow globe mind
flurries swirl I sit patient
my self becomes clear

23 January 2019 Wednesday

My Dear, you were

slated in prose/poetry at 9:35 pm

I have seen you in various stages of undress;
Dearest will ever be when you told me.
—when it was true, and so were you.

31 October 2016 Monday

Let's discuss.

slated in prose/poetry, mused at 6:04 pm

Let’s discuss.
I will _____ if _____
when _____
because _____
except _____
and always…

20 November 2009 Friday

slated in prose/poetry, mood at 1:24 am

Neither dark nor bright
moon rises and falls always
looking for its light

looking for cozy

sweet candy shell doesn’t melt
it’s not in your hand

18 November 2008 Tuesday


slated in words, prose/poetry at 5:29 am

by Billy Collins

I remember once looking up from my reading,
my thumb as a bookmark,
trying to imagine what the person must look like
who wrote “Don’t be a ninny”
alongside a paragraph in The Life of Emily Dickinson.

10 May 2007 Thursday

what you mean

slated in mused, prose/poetry at 5:36 pm

time :: canvas

08 February 2005 Tuesday

Scenes change like seasons;

slated in moments, prose/poetry at 6:39 pm

Ever a choice to make, things to be;
remember the path of past and find
the best of company or self on every way;
Each day like each place;
routines, endings, answers,
wholly shared
but quietly overlooked,
shyly slipped back to start,
shouldered simply and carry forward
every new memory to be.

12 November 2004 Friday

Round and round and down and down

slated in prose/poetry, mused at 9:04 am

every step remains and more and more
and each to climb
but none inclined
and more and more is slipped and left
and left behind
round and round and down and down
and no one’s hand but mine

16 January 2004 Friday

slated in mused, prose/poetry at 12:58 am

an old piece, in a new place… ~

all our love and praises—words and phrases..
and deep hope for what we’ve meant to mean.
we’re so much farther than we ever meant to be,
and we’ve come much further than we might have thought to dream..
are we keeping our breaths on what promises might keep?
will you be in my arms when i’m sound asleep..?

26 December 2003 Friday

c.so much time for the spending.

slated in mused, prose/poetry at 9:23 pm

so much time for the spending. but that which i would spend more than i have, i would spend on what i have not here. all that i would do and must do and otherwise might or certainly will besides, those are all elsewhere. and still i’ve this beautiful time and space. and i am undesirous to spend it where i would not choose, though all where i would, is not where i am, to have, till i am back where/when there is not the space, nor time, for anything i would or not do, at all.

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