"For the happy man prayer is only a jumble of words, until the day when sorrow comes to explain to him the the sublime language by means of which he speaks to God."
Count of Monte Cristo, Alexandre Dumas
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Monday, May 21, 2012
latter days
There is a me you would not recognize, dear
Call it the shadow of myself
And if the music starts before I get there
Dance without me, you dance so gracefully
I really think I'll be okay
They've taken a toll, these latter days
Latter Days, Over the Rhine
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