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The Donkey
When fishes flew and forests walked
And figs grew upon thorn,
Some moment when the moon was blood
Then surely I was born.
With monstrous head and sickening cry
And ears like errant wings,
The devil's walking parody
On all four-footed things.
The tattered outlaw of the earth,
Of ancient crooked will;
Starve, scourge, deride me: I am dumb,
I keep my secret still.
Fools! For I also had my hour;
One far fierce hour and sweet:
There was a shout about my ears,
And palms before my feet. — G.K. Chesterton

Health is not an objective condition which can be understood by the methods of natural science alone. It is rather a condition related to the mental attitude by which the individual has to value what is essential for his life. — Ivan Illich

When Henry Ford said, "The customer can have a car in any color as long as it's black," he was not joking. — Peter Drucker

My world has been torn apart and stitched back together too many times, and now I exist only as a tattered patchwork of myself - unable to think, unable to feel anything other than numbness. — Amie Kaufman

If your like me, you like to wait till your parents are having sex and walk in on them and act like its an accident, and then ask if you can join in. — Mark Hoppus

Someone once used that precise same line on me — Jonathan Friesen

I never thought of a future without you. That was the reason I always lived in the present, hoping I would find you someday. — Sapan Saxena

The slow-motion replay doesn't show how fast the ball was really travelling. — Richie Benaud

If by leaving a small pleasure one sees a great pleasure, let a wise man leave the small pleasure, and look to the great. — Gautama Buddha

You didn't have to be a huge rock star; you just had to do well enough to continue doing what you wanted to do. It wasn't about hitting the jackpot, it was about sustainability. — Michael Azerrad

Every other year or so I go to one of those great generous places, the artist retreats. Some of the poems in The Beauty were written at the MacDowell Colony, in New Hampshire, and others at Civitella Ranieri, in Umbria. — Jane Hirshfield