Monday, December 22, 2008


wide eyed.
(pls don't tell anyone).

Everywhere I am folded, there I am a lie.

Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.

the violent battering of rain on my air conditioner makes me jittery, so I stay inside all day.


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