They say that no one's gonna play this on the radio. They said the melancholy blues were dead and gone. But only songs like these played in minor keys, keep those memories holding on.
He who hears not me but the logos will say: All is one.
War is the mother of everything.
Those who hear and do not understand are like the deaf. Of them the proverb says: "Present, they are absent. "
The unexpected connection is more powerful than one that is obvious.
It is in changing that things find purpose.
You may travel far and wide but never will you find the boundaries of the soul.
How many young girls there are who do not see any wrongdoing in following certain shameless styles like so many sheep. They certainly would blush if they could guess the impression they make and the feelings they evoke in those who see them. Do they not see the harm resulting from excess in certain gymnastic exercises and sports not suitable for virtuous girls? What sins are committed or provoked by conversations which are too free, by immodest shows, by dangerous reading. How lax have consciences become, how pagan morals!
We often just accept the things that we like, and complain a lot about the things that we don't like. But if we could, like, intensely dwell on the really great things in life the way we intensely dwell on the negative things in life; I think that would be fantastic.
Friends will be much apart. They will respect more each other's privacy than their communion.
One doesn't have a sense of humor. It has you.