My Mind It Wanders

“I hope one day we can forgive each other for not being what we wanted each other to be”

“I wish you knew how bad it fucked me up.”

“For you, I was a chapter. For me, you were the book.”

“I’m like that. Either I forget right away or I never forget.”

“If you cannot find peace within yourself, you will never find it anywhere else.”

“Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light; I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.”

“I have noticed that when all the lights are on, people tend to talk about what they are doing – their outer lives. Sitting round in candlelight or firelight, people start to talk about how they are feeling – their inner lives. They speak subjectively, they argue less, there are longer pauses. To sit alone without any electric light is curiously creative. I have my best ideas at dawn or at nightfall, but not if I switch on the lights – then I start thinking about projects, deadlines, demands, and the shadows and shapes of the house become objects, not suggestions, things that need to done, not a background to thought.”