Laughter is the greatest weapon we have and we, as humans, use it the least.
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep, somewhere else another stops. The same is true of the laugh.
Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.
Don't look for meaning in the words. Listen to the silences.
Words and images run riot in my head, pursuing, flying, clashing, merging, endlessly. But beyond this tumult there is a great calm, and a great indifference, never really to be troubled by anything again.
That's the mistake I made, one of the mistakes, to have wanted a story for myself, whereas life alone is enough.
Perhaps that's what I feel, an outside and an inside and me in the middle, perhaps that's what I am, the thing that divides the world in two, on the one side the outside, on the other the inside, that can be as thin as foil, I'm neither one side nor the other, I'm in the middle, I'm the partition, I've two surfaces and no thickness, perhaps that's what I feel, myself vibrating, I'm the tympanum, on the one hand the mind, on the other the world, I don't belong to either.
The fast fliers are not disgraced. " Queen Ree reached up for the missing tiara. "She saved us, but she's with him now. " Vidia was complicated, two fairies in one, a loyal traitor.
I warn you, I refuse to be an object.
If I make a song where I'm happy, I sound completely mad - I think my voice is better-suited for sadder songs.
We are to love our enemies that they might be returned to their right minds.