The drum of the realization of the promise is beating, we are sweeping the road to the sky. Your joy is here today, what remains for tomorrow?
Death swallows death.
My feelings are too loud for words and too shy for the world.
If you are good, they say you are weak.
In every sound, the hidden silence sleeps.
Knighthood lies above eternity; it doesn’t live off fame, but rather deeds.
Life eats life to live.
Culture and politics were inseparable [in the Sixties], which gave a soundtrack to political awareness and activism.
I like the transience of Klimt paintings.
Is it possible that where the subject is socially approved (tah tah tah TAH tah, it's war) almost no one thinks we're "stuck," but when we think too much about what no one else wants to think about, as well as when we think without the thoughts evolving, then we're seen as trouble (and or troubled)?
A stone is heavy and the sand is weighty; but a fool's wrath is heavier than them both.