"The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry."
~ Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell To Arms



"Our lives disconnect and reconnect, we move on, and later we may touch one another, again bounce away. This is the felt shape of a human life, neither simply linear nor wholly disjunctive nor endlessly bifurcating, but rather this bouncey sequence of bumping into's and tumblings apart."
~ Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath Her Feet



Thursday, September 6, 2012

Eyes and Soul...

 
“The soul, fortunately, has an interpreter - often an unconscious, but still a truthful interpreter - in the eye.”
~ Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
 
 

 
Eyes…
Painted with a million varied stories
We look to them for signs
For answers
To unspoken questions
 
They pierce
They avoid
They desire
They deceive
They speak
Without words
 


 
Telling the truth of life 
Vibrant and vacant
In the space between breaths
Hiding secrets

 
Yearning to be known
To be naked
Bathed in the light of being
 
 
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