Distribution Automatique

Friday, June 30


Your doubts might be the seeds of unknown flowers, if only you would replant them among your ideas instead of your presentiments.


Words express meanings but their rhythms express their intentions.

Thursday, June 29


Delight is the first language to be understood and the last to be forgotten. But from birth until death the meaning of pain rests opaque and obscure whose clearest expression is silence or a scream.


Anyone can think of clever things to say but can you explain to yourself exactly what you were feeling first thing this morning?