Month: August 2011

  • Spent one third of my life sleeping, another third working, and the other third was wasted believing in people.

  • Solitude

    Laugh, and the world laughs with you: Weep, and you weep alone; For the sad old earth Must borrow its mirth, It has trouble enough of its own. Sing, and the hills will answer; Sigh, it is lost on the air; The echoes bound To a joyful sound, But shrink from voicing care. Rejoice, and…

  • An Old Story

    Strange that I did not know him then. That friend of mine! I did not even show him then One friendly sign; But cursed him for the ways he had To make me see My envy of the praise he had For praising me. I would have rid the earth of him Once, in my…