“No dreams, no visions, no delicious fantasies, no castles in the air, with which, as the old song so truly says, hearts are broken, heads are turned.” HeartDreamSongVisionFantasyAirBrokenDeliciousCastlesOld SongCastles In The Air Book:The Quotable Osler Source: The Quotable Osler
“I was staying in a hotel in San Francisco for a couple of nights, before flying back to the UK. My hotel was a desperate grey block made from paper and people’s screams. At night the sound of strangers having icy sex echoed off the building and poured through the broken air conditioning, like tiny daggers I couldn't see, reminding me of just the tip of what I was missing.” PeopleMadeNightSexSoundAirMissingBuildingBrokenCouplePaperStrangerTinyFlyingBlockDesperateHotelStayingScreamGreySan FranciscoConditioningRemindingIcyDaggersAir Conditioning Author:Craig Stone
“Literature is the noblest of all the arts. Music dies on the air, or at best exists only as a memory; oratory ceases with the effort; the painter's colors fade and the canvas rots; the marble is dragged from its pedestal and is broken into fragments.” ArtDiesLiteratureMemoriesEffortAirColorBrokenCeasePainterFadesCanvasFragmentsMarblePedestalOratoryArt Music Book:A Thousand & One Epigrams: Selected from the Writings of Elbert Hubbard Source: A Thousand & One Epigrams: Selected from the Writings of Elbert Hubbard
“Where I lived - winter and hard earth.I sat in my cold stone roomchoosing tough words, granite, flint,to break the ice. My broken heart -I tried that, but it skimmed,flat, over the frozen lake.She came from a long, long way,but I saw her at last, walking,my daughter, my girl, across the fields,In bare feet, bringing all spring's flowersto her mother's house. I swearthe air softened and warmed as she moved,the blue sky smiling, none too soon,with the small shy mouth of a new moon.” WayHeartLongHardEarthLastsMotherGirlHouseBreakSawsAirFeetSkyFieldsBrokenColdWalkingMoonSpringMouthsDaughterToughStonesBlueMovedWinterIceSatLakesShyFlatsMy DaughterFrozenLong WayBlue SkyMy GirlNew MoonGraniteBare FeetFrozen Lake Author:Carol Ann Duffy
“God, I feel like hell tonight. Tears of rage I cannot fight. I'd be the last to help you understand... Nothing's true and nothing's right so let me be alone tonight 'cause you can't change the way I am... I have a face I cannot show, I make the rules up as I go. It's try and love me if you can. Are you strong enough to be my man? When I've shown you that I just don't care, when I'm throwing punches in the air, when I'm broken down and I can't stand will you be man enough to be my man?” IfsMenWayFeelsTryingI CanEnoughHelpingShowsCareLastsFacesFightingStrongCausesHellAirTearsBrokenAnd LoveLet MeDown AndDon't CareRageTonightThrowingStrong EnoughCan't ChangeBroken DownThrowing Punches Author:Sheryl Crow
“The weed crushed and pressed by the heavy rock may slowly and gently grow up anew helped by the fresh air, sunshine, and sympathetic rain. On the other hand, the rock is often broken through exposure to nature and weathering. Life is a strong power to grow in tenderness; this fact may be considered as having a close relation with human life. At the same time tenderness has sometimes stronger power against stiffness or hardening due to extreme strain.” HumansMaySometimesFactsHandsLife IsStrongGrowsGrowing UpAirRocksBrokenRainRelationStrongerHeavyExtremesDuesHuman LifeSunshineWeedTendernessStrainExposureCrushedSympatheticFresh AirStiffness Author:Kyuzo Mifune