April 26. Mother is putting my new secondhand clothes in order. She prays now, she says, that I may learn in my own life and away from home and friends what the heart is and what it feels. Amen. So be it. Welcome, O life, I go to encounter for the millionth time the reality of experience and to forge in the smithy of my soul the uncreated conscience of my race.
Quoted from "A Portrait of An Artist as A Young Man" by James Joyce
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
those eyes
I once saw those deep crystal eyes smiled so warm to me. The smile reminded me to always believe that there is a warm smile in every eyes I meet.
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